I'm proud that I got smart moms. I'm proud that I had the older more
experienced ladies bred to lamb out first. I'm proud I kept my grubby
little mitts off
and let Nature take her course, despite my itchy trigger finger to
interfere...(you know, the horse thing). I'm proud I had my lambing
kit and a lambing pen already,
which because of my recent surgery required exceptional skills in both
the husband AND ex-husband handling department.
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