Melody’s lamb has been adopted. On Saturday evening, daughter Tracy and her partner Mike came to visit, and they left with the lamb in a box, a big bucket of lamb milk replacer, and a beer bottle with a rubber nipple on it.
It wasn’t easy for Tracy to take this on. She knows the magnitude of the responsibility. But Mike assured her that he will pitch in, and they decided to go for it. They already have a goat, a horse, ducks, chickens, and pigs. The sheep will round the barnyard out perfectly!
The sales pitch: purebred Romney, excellent wool potential, could be bred to start a flock, great lawnmower, and of course excellent lamb chops if all else fails!
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Indeed, a huge responsibility. I like picturing the lamb in a box.