Last night was that time. I was home alone and my gut told me all day that we would have problems. Labor for poor Lily was taking a very long time. As 8pm approached she was in hard labor and nothing was happening. Then an empty sack came. I phoned my vet- not home. I phoned my neighbour who owns a feedlot- not home. I phoned my other neighbour (who has a gift with animals and healing)- not home.
So I bucked up, said a prayer, and got in there. With the next set of contractions I saw another sack. It was a head- no feet. So I broke the sack and pushed in the head as far as I dared and fished for feet. The lamb was so so so so big so I had to just use my fingers. I got one leg forward but couldn't get the other. On the next set of contractions I got part of the shoulders through and then the next we managed to get him out.
He is hands down the biggest babydoll lamb we have had. He tipped the scales at 10lbs.
She seemed off after she had him but we waited out there until 11pm and still contracting but nothing. We checked the camerA at 12am and sure enough she was pushing again. 4 hours after giving birth the a mammoth lamb she had a tiny little ewe lamb.
They are all doing great. And the ram lamb she had is absolutely stunning. He is creamy white with black ears, nose, and legs. He may even end up speckled because of his mother.
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