Okay, FINE--Back to the Sheep

But only because I have to give you the current (and FINALLY final) lamb count.

We've been waiting and waiting on Millie the Merino to have her lamb. The last lamb was born a couple of weeks ago, and we've all been staring at Millie since, willing her to drop her lamb and be done with it already.

I was sure she would have it while A. was gone and there would be problems and I would end up having to be an ovine midwife with Cubby as my not-very-useful assistant. Instead we just ended up chasing the sheep hither and yon. That was definitely not a fun leisure activity for me, but is not as bad as having to corner a crazed, pregnant ewe and pull a lamb out of her by myself.

I can't even think of that scenario without hyperventilating.

When A. got home on Friday night, Millie was still very much pregnant. First thing Saturday morning, he went out to check the flock and found two--two!--brand-new lambs wobbling around Millie, who was no doubt exceedingly relieved to finally not be pregnant anymore.

Millie is the first of our Merino ewes to have twins, and she seems to be a very good mother. So all due props to Millie, and now the current and final lamb count: Ten--six girls and four boys. And no ewes left to deliver, THANK GOD.