Lloyd is living! 🐑✨ A white lamb, born to a black welsh mum. My heritage breed black welsh sheep are ordinarily spectacular mothers, they will even lift their legs for the lambs to nurse. Black Welsh Mountain sheep would lamb out on the sides of wet Welsh mountains, their lambs are born vigorous and the mums hop to mothering because life and survival of the species depend on it! This is in stark contrast to my more commercial white ewes, who seem to know the farmer will make up for their neglectful care. 🤷♀️ Well Mouse gave birth yesterday to two lambs, one black and one white. She was enamoured with the black one, cleaning him and lifting her leg so he could find the teat. Mouse wouldn't clean the white lamb, was bunting him, mowing him down, and even biting him. It was extremely violent and I am sure she would have broken him had I not been there to pull him out. I sacrificed my thickest, most favourite fluffy black socks and make him as black as possible, but to no avail. 🙄 Nature is as cruel as she is kind. Mouse visually wanted nothing to do with this perfectly healthy little gaffer, but I do. 🍼 [I chose Lloyd after the fabulously shaggy white haired floor installer who came to quote me on installing dark sheet linoleum in my bathroom. I've had every type of critter convalescing in there, and the beige/peach floor has kicked the bucket. If anyone wants to contribute to building me an animal proof en suite, I will gladly take donations of time or money).