Cuteness overload!

After a day of shearing sheep’s bums in the freezing wind yesterday, I wasn’t quite as perky as normal this morning. I climbed over the hurdle into the sheep shed expecting to see just one ewe with twins in a pen. Phil had sent me a single word text two nights ago - twins.

In a second pen was a grey-faced Dartmoor and two of the cutest lambs I’ve ever seen.

They look just like cuddly toys.

Phil isn’t a huge fan (practical farmer) so I’m not mentioning the cute word to him. I immediately perked up. I was so enthralled that, after feeding the ewes and making sure they had water, I forgot to top up the water troughs for the other sheep and only remembered when I was back across the yard.

Five Dartmoors are still to lamb. All being well, that will mean at least five lambs. More, if some of them have twins!

My cup runneth over!