This morning was sort of monumental, in that for the first time in 3 years I actually got to watch a Soay ewe give birth (I live-tweeted it, because of course I did).
The Soay herd queen ran around eating breakfast with a sac of amniotic fluid hanging out of her, and didn’t get down to the business of pushing until she was damned well good and done with her food. When she finally did settle, she laid down right in front of me to have this small perfect ram lamb.
It didn’t take long for the little guy to get on his feet, although legs are pretty hard when you’re tiny and have just been born.
Goth Lamb, the firstborn Soay of the year, came over to check him out and say “WTF I’m not the littlest sheep anymore?”
He found mom’s udder quite speedily and got his first slurps of colostrum, freeing me to come inside. I’d be more pleased if he were a ewe, but I’m still so pleased that Jane trusted me enough to have her baby right in front of me! She’s one of my first Soay ewes.