It was 2:30 AM, I was doing my best to sleep after eating too many appetizers while watching the Super Bowl game with my family. Of course, about that time, two of the unborn lambs decided it was time to greet the world. My wife, the good shepherd that she is, woke up and checked the ‘lamb cam’ (I think she has a 6th sense), took charge of the situation, and I wearily followed her and my son up the hill through the 18 inches of snow to the barn. Even though I was dead tired, I never tire of seeing newborn lambs and the way their mother takes care of them. My wife and son, the real sheep people, made sure the lambs were up and got their first drink of milk and their umbilical cords were sterilized. I just did what I was told and enjoyed the tableau. The next morning, the two ram lambs were doing well, and my son named them Tom and Patrick after two of his favorite quarterbacks. We have one more pregnant ewe, and I am hoping that she can hold out until daylight to bring her joy to the world.
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Great story and pics Jimmy! Congrats to all!
Patrick and Tom are absolutely precious, lol.
“The boys”, so appropriately named, are adorable. Congratulations to Mama sheep and the rest of the birthing crew.
Your blog always makes me Smile! City girl asking , ” do ewes usually have more thaN 1 lamb each birthday?
…Each birth ?
Great story, thanks for sharing
What a great story! Thank you for sharing.