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Learned yesterday that Misha, here being fed by Angela Stanley, along with another slightly older lamb named Elvis, got into something poisonous on the farm and died within hours of each other. In convulsions. Kathy thinks it may have been cherry leaves, but there's no way of knowing.
Reposted with kind permission of Phillip M. Jackson
A farmer's life is hard... and I only knew these little critters for a few weeks. I can't imagine what it's like when you're up at 0 Dark:30 in icy sleet helping them be born, only to lose them to some stupid fluke.
