We expressed our concern to the man who stopped to help us. We wondered if she might still be in labour but the guy had a quick poke at her tummy and said no.
As all sheep from the same flock carry the same painted marking on their back, it was easy to work out whose farmer the ewe belonged to.
We were told that he lived a couple of miles up the road. So, a couple of us walked to his home to inform him of what had happened.
A really old and frail man answered the door. He said that there was nothing he could do for the ewe and her lamb. He was nearly blind and would not be physically able to take them to the vet... 60 miles up the road... All he could do was wait for his son to come back from work in the evening.
As the ewe and lamb were "reunited".
To be continued...
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