AWE...how sweet, and the same back to you!!!
Realizing how much of my craft supply actually does come from China.
Bah.
The farm where I get my grass fed “stuff” (pastured chicken eggs, too) just had their first calf born - a little early, but it’s fine. The fields will be full of new life soon - plants AND baby animals! :-)
My niece used to foster lambs that were orphaned or the moms rejected them, for someone who went to our church & raised sheep. He knew which kids to approach, so the next thing my brother & his wife were hearing after a spring church service was “Mom, dad, can we PLEASE PLEASE take some lambs home?” My niece & SIL got sick one year (24 hour intestinal bug sort of thing) & my brother actually came home at lunch to bottle-feed lambs on his lunch break.
The first time my niece fostered lambs (she did it for several years), returning them to the flock was heart-wrenching. The lambs, of course, considered her their ‘mama’ & were standing at the fence crying for her, after they’d been put in the field with the other sheep - the lambs were totally uninterested in the sheep, they wanted ‘mama’. The lady who owned the sheep said “don’t worry, in an hour, they’ll be in with the flock”. What they found ‘worked’ (better for them than the lambs) - drop the lambs in the pasture with the other sheep, run for the car & speed away so they didn’t start crying along with the lambs! We all sort of miss those “lamb days”.