Baby of mine

Well, here is one of my little lambs, with her head in a bucket and food on her face. Isn't she cute? This is Teeny (formerly known as Bitty Baby), one of a set of triplets (Teeny, Tiny and Mo). Teeny barely made it through the birthing process. It took me forever to get her to breathe on her own and then she required tube feeding the first few days and was one of the last ones to come off the bottle, just a few weeks ago. My husband, ever practical, says she will never amount to much and I should not keep her, but it's too late. She's completely won me over with her quirky personality. The reason she is having her breakfast outside the pen, with no competition, is that she's still so small she can't really reach the feeders and gets shoved around by the rest of the lambs when they are eating. Teeny knows the drill now and comes to stand at the gate to be let out into the barn aisle for a private dining experience. Once she finishes her grain, she trots over to the dog's water bucket, helps herself to a drink and has a little look around the barn before she is ready to go back in with the rest of the gang. I know engaging in this kind of behavior indicates I'm not a "real" farmer, but having a few special characters around makes it all so much more fun.