Never a spare pen when you need one

Just in the nick of time, Irene and Daisy turn up to help with the flood of lambs. It appears to be a conspiracy this year to wait until we are just leaving for a meal or cup of tea before starting to give birth. Or to wait until no empty pens are available.  As fast as we can get them out into the fields, the next batch is ready for ringing and numbering.  

A full house.

Of course, while all this is going on, everyone needs feeding as usual and tame lambs need topping up with milk.  

Mmmm, cake.  Our favourite.

Sweetpea gets a drink (ok, I know I'm not allowed to name them, but phooey).

Despite breeding sheep, we appear to have started some sort of zoo or circus programme, with...  

...wallabies (ready for ringing!)...

...leopards...

...and some kind of rabbit.

To get in on the act, the dogs try out as clowns...