Harriot lambed Tuesday morning. This was her first time lambing here under my care, and she seems to be a good mom. She's not one that really wants attention, though she's not skittish. She's quiet, keeps to herself, and is pretty easy to work with.
Yesterday (Wednesday) when I went down to get the horses, Harriot was standing in the middle of the sheep field, calling me. She seemed somewhat distressed or concerned. Knowing this is not her usual behavior, I went down to see what was going on. Poor girl couldn't find her lamb! He had wondered off and fallen asleep in the hay feeder. I found him there, half buried by the loose hay, sound asleep. I called his momma over, picked him up and set him down next to her. She was visibly relieved that she had found her baby, and almost looked like she would've said "thank you" if she could speak - you could see it in her eyes.
It was a wonderful picture to me of how we can rely on our Shepherd to help us when we are in distress. Hm, I love the lessons Abba teaches through letting me care for this precious flock. :) *happy sigh*
