Yesterdays trek across the hills looking for a demonic shitland and his acolyte also revealed the hiding place of these two little flockers who have been MIA for several weeks. Daffodil went walkies shortly after being shorn, and this was about the time her lamb died. Nero the black ram lamb also lost his mum at the time of shearing, not through death but through sale, we actually sold a breeding set of Ryelands to another smallholder, they took Pedro, Maude and Bonny (I think) plus lambs at heel, but as they wanted ewe lambs Nero got left behind. It looks like Daffodil has adopted Nero, hes a very happy well fed big lad and from the pic below we can see Daffodil adopting the take on all comers stance when faced by two large Berners and a fat bloke. Luckily for all concerned we had other prey in our sights so left them too dinner. Having seen us obviously sparked a memory in the woolly brains and this morning Daffodil and Nero were lined up with all the others in the yard waiting for breakfast thus saving yours truly another trip over the hill with a large net. Trevor has yet to develop the same sense of direction and we await his return. Its not going to happen but we can hope.