The spotlight picked her out in a far corner. It was the early hours of the morning, in the middle of a snow blizzard, and I could see she was struggling. I knelt by her side, while my knees froze to the ground.
“It’s okay, love, I’ll help you.” She lifted her head, eyes trustful.
She wouldn’t last much longer so I got stuck in, boots and all, building up one hell of a sweat.
Finally it was over; she was exhausted but thankful. The ram lamb I’d managed to deliver bleated and wobbled to its feet.
“It’s okay, love, I’ll help you.” She lifted her head, eyes trustful.
She wouldn’t last much longer so I got stuck in, boots and all, building up one hell of a sweat.
Finally it was over; she was exhausted but thankful. The ram lamb I’d managed to deliver bleated and wobbled to its feet.
