A lady out riding in The Highlands had distressingly passed a number of dead lambs lying in the fields along her route, she thought she had just seen another when she noticed movement and, dismounting from her horse, she went to investigate.
This one was alive, there was no ewe in sight and the lamb was thoroughly cold so the lady put him inside her coat, remounted her horse and took him home. Buddy survived and once he was grown and independant his rescuer gave him to a local centre that had a pets corner for children, she thought he was settled for life.
Imagine then her anguish when, at the end of the tourist season, the centre rang to say that Buddy would now be going off for killing along with the rest of the lambs. As a last resort, nowhere else being willing to take him, she rang us here at Mossburn and Buddy duly arrived in 2008.
He soon joined the rest of the sheep here and became far less human orientated than he had been on arrival, he is still friendly, especailly if you happen to have a biscuit handy, but he is a proper sheep now and no longer a pet.