When I came back, Cashew had given birth to twins. They were very small and weak. She was on her own as Simon was away in the afternoon too. Our power was out so I ran down the road to our neighbours to use her phone to call him home. We got them eating, a boy and a girl, but we were quite concerned about them. The girl was particularly TINY and the boy had something up with his leg, (we think Cashew may have stood on him by mistake).
But all is well so far, (day 3). Here is the little ram. His name is Ochre. His leg is fine now and he runs around no problem.
Aren't they sweet ?Later that evening we were out with Cashew and the twins. We had put Marmite in the camera barn so we could keep an eye on her when all of a sudden I heard a new born lamb crying. Marmite had given birth to black twins. They were very lively and she licked them off and they were up and eating within minutes. A very different scenario to Cashew's twins.
Here they are on day 3 out and about in the orchard.
And a photo op with the shepherd.
Marmite is keeping a close eye on them !
And one last one of the littlest members of the flock.
I just love the kneepads