I walk with Z every day. At the moment it is particularly beneficial as I am suffering from a protracted bout of sciatica and the best thing to do is keep active. The only problem is I am not overly good at bending at the moment, or climbing over fences to rescue stray lambs.
The lamb was running up and down the fence, bleating piteously, unable to get back into the field where its mother was unconcernedly munching grass.
"You climb over," I said to my daughter, who fortuitously happened to be with me, "and I'll stay here and hold the dog. Grab the lamb, and just chuck it over the fence."
Could there be a simpler plan?
Or a harder one to actualise?
Mind you, I did get a lot of amusement from watching my daughter chasing the lamb up and down the fenceline. She even caught it at one point but it wriggled so violently she had to let it go again. "There's no way I'm going to get it over the fence," she panted.
I took my phone from my pocket and dialled.
"Hello? Lovely Warden? Are you nearby?"
Lovely Warden is good at chasing sheep. He is speedy and strong. If there were a One Man and His Lovely Warden competition, he'd be a contender.
"No worries," he assured me, "I'll be there shortly."
And he was. He stepped into the arena and eyed his target. It was all over in a blur of wool and tanned legs.
Lovely Warden 1, Lost Lamb 0
I might let the cows out on my next walk, just to see how he does with larger prey.