|the healthy firstborn|
It is a humans first instinct to step in when we see an animal struggling. This was not the first time I've seen this happen and quite likely not the last. So I processed and weighed the options. I allowed some more time to pass before making the decision to put the tiny struggling lamb next to his flourishing brother to see if this would encourage his mother to bond with him. But she did not. In fact, she did the opposite and tried to remove him from his brother's side. By this time the firstborn was already standing and stumbling a bit - but walking. So their mother walked away, leading her firstborn and leaving the struggling twin behind. Because I know this mother so well, I knew in my heart...besides his obvious premature size...something was wrong with this tiny little boy. But unlike his mother...I could not leave him. I am not recovering from pregnancy and birth or saving all my strength and energy to continue to feed and nurture a newborn from my body...so I swooped up his now shivering little body and began cleaning him. Even between a shepherd and lamb, there is a bond that forms during this time. His body once limp and turning blue is being restored to life and a bright pink color. The stimulation is exactly what he needs. I wrap him in a warm towel that I had been saving inside my sweatshirt and we head for the house.
|my new snuggle buddy about 20 minutes old|
|Sophie, our Lhasa, lamb sitting|
|no longer able to suck from a bottle, he's syringe fed but still his tail wags|
|around the clock care means going to work with me - he got so much loving from so many caring people in his short life. Kristin and the girls at Blackstone Animal Clinic were sweet encouragement to him and me|
In precious memory of all my little woolly fighters who allowed me to love them but were brave enough to let go.