They gaze up at you with complete trust and love. You are their world. You are the bottle wielder. The giver of sustenance.
Because Lambert has become a bottle baby he is also an inside lamb. And he must wear the dreaded diaper.
He can make fun of Emma and Lucy but only while they are in their crate. Now he believes with all of his heart that he is the third chocolate lab on the farm.
He adores his warm BaaaBaaaa's.
Yep life inside isn't too bad. That is until you get too close to the wood stove and melt a little of your pamper into your wool. Now that is not a good day. He loves the wood stove. It keeps his little hooves toasty warm.
Lambert's story: Lambert and his brother were with their mother Moriah in the lambing jug next to Bella and her kids. We had a piece of plywood added to the regular wire to separate them. Moriah has a bad attitude about goats. Go figure. Somehow during the night the board came down and was on top of Lambert. He was absolutely fine, however he may have had some of the goat scent transfer onto his wool. Moriah acted like he was a goat and did her best to cause him harm. Now he is inside, wearing his diaper and having warm bottles. He has learned to land on the sofa in one jump, lay with his head in my lap and get petted. Not too shabby for a little ram lamb.
Much Love and Prayers from Mainely Ewes Farm.