Another Story

"So what's this sheep's story?" Dr. Bridge asked as she knelt on the ground next to us yesterday morning.  The stories... 

As I sit there with my friends, waiting, I usually tell them stories.  "Remember that time when..."  Sometimes I just hold them and tell them they were good girls, good boys, good ponies, best dogs ever... Sometimes I just cry and say "I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry." 

I was told years ago that life with an animal is lots and lots and lots of good days...and one really bad one.  That's true with the stories as well - lots and lots and lots of good stories...and one last really sad one.  And even though the day is bad and the story is sad, at the end of the day I'm still grateful for the opportunity. 

Lila had some classic stories, especially as a bottle lamb.  It's fun to go back into the blog archives and re-read them. She was a character.  She will make you laugh.  And even though she settled a bit into the background as she grew up, she became a part of so many other sheep's stories. 

Lila was one of my girls...that group of sheep as close to daughters as I'll ever have.  I had fun raising her and Grumpy Lila (unless there were cookies involved ;-) could always be counted on in return to raise up any new flock members, young or old. 

Everybody loved Lila.  Probably because she had good stories.  Maybe because she was a good pillow ;-).

Lila Lambie

April 16, 2011 - March 23, 2019