My daughter wanted me to call the guy about the lamb. She likes Brandy but a weaned lamb is certainly not the responsibility of a bottle lamb. I decided to call and see what this fellow was all about, fully expecting the worst. I called and he told me he had an ewe who had triplets, who didn't have a lot of milk and that she wasn't a great mother to begin with so he was supplementing the feeding. Fair enough, "how much did he want for one?" He asked me if I wanted just one or a couple."No", I said "One's enough". "I got twenty-five for my last ones he said". Ok I thought, so he's not trying to get rich selling bottle lambs. "Do you have a ewe lamb", I asked. "Yes all three are ewes". "Are they hair sheep". "Yes, a mouflon cross". Ok, at this point I wanted pictures, which he went out and took. He sent a few they looked sort of cute but in a funny way so I asked for some head shots so we could pick one. And this is what we received:
Okay she's irresistible. It turns out the fellow had a friend visiting him right then who lived just 5 minutes away from us so we agreed to take a lamb and we would pick her up at the friend's house. They'd text us when she was leaving. Katie asked a million times "has she left yet". Finally she left and was on her way. We met the friend Tina at her house a little while later and the lamb is darling-even more friendly than Stella, definitely what we need to heal the hurt.
So that ends our day, with three wonderful new additions to our little farm.