First thing this morning, I threw on my work coat and boots and ran down to check on everyone and guess what?
Hazel surprised me with twins, even though I had told her it was fine to wait another day or two till the temps warmed up a bit.
The little ram lamb had some how slipped in between the stock panels that the lambing jug is made from and the piece of plywood that I have set up against it (to keep them from coming through the stock panel of course) and gotten himself quite stuck. He was ok, but rather chilled.
So in the house we came for a little warm up and a small bottle of colostrum. Don't ya just love my polka dotted jammie pants?