All the chickens were out. The horses got out. I had to catch the little ram lamb to castrate him. I hate doing it, but I am over run with ram lambs.
On the fun side, I was having a non-fun work related email conversation and I mentioned I had to go outside and castrate the lamb. My coworker said anytime things get tense, I should just bring up castrating a lamb. I had a mental picture of telling one of my more mouthy, unpleasant students, "Hey, yesterday I castrated a lamb!" as a sort of non-sequitor. I wonder if they would take it as a threat?
At least I found out that Minnie has learned to be a good mama finally. She kept forgetting them the first few days. She was loud enough today, and kept checking on both her lambs all evening.
Everyone is back in now, happily fed and watered. That includes the two legged critters, too.