We have officially named the lamb, Lamkins. It was brought back to its mother a few nights ago and the mother wouldn’t let it feed from her. She ignored it. So, Lamkins is now back here beneath our apartment and we are feeding it every few hours. We also let it out of its little house to give it a workout in the sandy yard. When it starts out of is house for its run around the yard, it continually follows one of us. As soon as I kneel down, it comes right up next to me and nestles in. Not sure of the sex yet. (I am not ready to check down under.) I’ll keep you posted!