|Xop and Thistle|
We had to hold his head up, clear out his mouth, and direct him to Thistle's udders to get him started. Today he is altert and lively, and back with the flock.
His name, of course, is a cruel joke. "Xop" is Catalan for wet, which is what he was when he was born. It's pronounced "chop", as in "I'll have that lamb chop with the mint sauce please..."
It's a tough life, out here on the Croft.