Monday was more of Sunday, with a little more manure
shovelling, more games of Settlers of Catan (with the Young Miss and Mrs
Farmer) and farewell to more friends who had come to help with the lambing.
No more lambs, even though one ewe had decided, when I
checked up at the 3am watch, that she should have a large area of the pen to
herself, which is always suspicious behaviour.
However, she eventually reluctantly began to chew on a piece of hay, and
I left her to it.
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