On Saturday, Lilly finally went into labor. I gave her 30 minutes and came back to a huge, beautiful boy who was already standing with ears upright [most lambs are born with floppy ears and then they perk up in a day or two]. Upon my next 30 minute check, she'd had her second, a sweet girl, almost all white which doesn't usually happen around here. I thought she was done, but checked in again to make sure, and there was a tiny coco gray boy.
Triplets. Again.
After last week's losses, I was a bit overly analytical about every move these lambs and mother made. I wanted to tube the little boy, but Martyn felt it was not necessary and might cause more problems than good. So we checked them every 30 minutes for the entire day and each time, they were all getting stronger, and eating well. Lilly had plenty of milk, unlike Daisy who was lacking in that department. These triplets were much stronger, even the runt.
So, they made it through the night, and the next day. And today they saw the earth for the first time. We shall see if the little coco boy catches up. Either way, he made it. And lambing season is done for yet another year.
