As mentioned in our previous Post Lambie and Freddie are now across at rainbow bridge. This happened on a glorious sunny day, the first day of a sunny spring morning when all the birds were singing, all rugs were off the horses for the first time in ages and the joys of freedom to roll was clearly enjoyed.
For most of the winter Lambie chose to share Lauder Lass’s stable with her. Lauder Lass’s stable is huge, probably enough room, in reality for two comfortable stables. Lauder Lass always chooses to lie in a specific place, but while Lambie shared her stable Lauder Lass’s resting place was about 4 feet further towards the centre, almost intentionally, as if she was leaving Lambie with extra space. At feeding times Lauder Lass always made a point of going round Lambie whereas many of the other animals would just have bulldozed her out of the way – so once again, Lauder Lass has oozed consideration and shown that she picks up on sensitivities, aged animals or others weaknesses.
The other interesting thing throughout this sad occasion was where she stood in the pecking order when it came to Lambie’s final closing place.
When we lost Didget Doo, our wonderful mare at the grand age of 32 and indeed Boxer at, yet another grand age of 29, she was not, according to Charlie Barney, Ralphi and indeed Greedy – our sheep who thinks he is a horse – Lauder Lass was only allowed to share the burial ground at the end once the others had completed their mourning.
However, with Lambie, Charlie Barney insisted that he shared Lambies last moments with us but the others had to stay away, otherwise he would pull the most awful toadie faces, which, in our words told them to stay away. Next allowed on the scene was Ralphie then Lauder Lass, but it was Lauder Lass who told all the others to stay away until she had finished or sensed Lambie’s closing moments. She must have stood in Lambie’s space for a good 45 minutes to an hour and if any animal showed a gesture of coming closer she would pull her ears back and swish her tail, as if to say – stay away – The other horses were allowed their turn, but the newest one was not allowed in for about 2 hours.
For the next four days Lauder Lass would come in and her normal routine was maintained, but when it was feeding time, she still looked round as if she anticipated Lambie’s pattern of going in and out like a yo yo. Even when they all got their midnight treats she would look round as if to say, where’s Lambie – bless her.
A month later we received a message to ask whether we would like a lamb who needed a bit of tlc. We hummed and hawed but the idea of a wee Lamb running around with our other three petted sheep (3 being an unlucky number as well of course) we decided to go and have a look. Silly thing to do really because the next thing was that this little person called Gracie was sitting sleeping quite happily in the back of our vehicle with a little boy gooing over her. Her name was decided upon – Gracie – the name of the lady’s baby, so this wee tiny soul slept in a large dog cage in our kitchen on her first evening.
Well, little Gracie has the confidence of an older Ewe, she waltz’s, skips and hops in to any open doorway and doesn’t blink an inch when the dogs wander around her feet- it’s just as if she has been here before. It will be interesting to see how she copes with the goslings once they are hatched and indeed their Mothers – geese can be a tad more aggressive when they have young you see. But we are sure one of the dogs will protect her.
Hopefully little Gracie will have as happy a life as little Lambie and as time goes on she will be accepted as part of the herd, perhaps Lauder Lass might even protect her . . let’s watch this space, but she will never replace our wonderful Lambie.