This is a story. About a poor lamb called Snowy. Snowy was the runt of the litter and while his siblings were up on their feet, kicking up the snow and feeding in a frenzy off their brassed off looking mum, he lay limp, empty, barely alive.
Tilly and William begged the farmer to let them take him home. He grumpily gave in and handed them a big bag of sheep milk, a teat and a stomach tube.
First Tils and the Boy Wonder put the lamb in the warm draw of the rayburn... then they installed him in a dog basket next to a radiator, covered in old woolly jumpers.
They fed him, and he responded. He woke everyone up in the night, bleating and crying for more milk.
The next day he was on his feet - wobbling and scampering - like his pins were going to give out... Tils and BW had saved him from certain death, and without realising it done just the thing to celebrate Easter and the onset of spring...
Sunday 23 March 2008
Tilly cuddles Snowy
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