I was putting hay down this morn when I heard a sound, a little muffled, might have been a kitten. Went on with my chores, feeding hay on snow banks in the yard. All the ewes came out of the loafing pen. Then I heard the sound again. I'll bet every shepherd has experienced this...the unmistakable bleat of a newborn lamb. I looked in the pen and there they were, twins standing beside their mom. My emergency maternity pen is the alleyway so I put down some straw, got a pail of water and a slice of hay for the ewe. Picked up the twins and carried them to the alleyway, mom followed. Both were clean and dry, must have been born hours before, felt like they had sucked already. I was about to head over to the chicken barn...let the new mom settle in a bit. Then I heard that sound again...yes, you guessed it...another lamb, snuggled in beside the manger, wondering no doubt why he had been left behind. Triplets! If only they all arrived this way. And from a flock that isn't due to start lambing until April 15. Hmmm...George the ram has some explaining to do. Just wanted to share the news, thanks for listening.