Although the lambs in the paddock have the benefit of a barn and plenty of trees for shelter and although they have a trough of water a bucket of water and a bowl, poor little Tiny Tim succumbed to the heat today. He had been scouring for a couple of weeks but other than that he seemed healthy but pint sized. This afternoon, when I was collecting hens eggs ( only five instead of the usual ten, which I also attribute to the heat) I looked over towards the lamb paddock and saw an immobile white form lying next to the fence. When I went over to see what had happened I realised that Tiny was lying on his side, eyes open and not breathing. Poor thing. Rest in peace little fella.
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Shame….
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Oh so sad. Xx
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Yes, how very sad. Sue X
Gill, your animals have taken over my life and when one dies I feel it deeply. Poor Tiny Tim. I still remember the loss of the baby duck in Devon when Jeremy tried to re-assure me that ducks do turn on their young and trample them. And Seth saying ‘Dead Duck…’ didn’t help!
O no I always liked the stories of Tiny Tim!
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Bless him! Sorry for your loss. We are struggling with the heat here too. Poor Sydney has injured his foot so is feeling very miserable ☹