This little BFL is our first cesarean baby ever. Her mother, a yearling ewe, prolapsed and on trying to reinsert the everted uterus her bladder got ruptured... There’s no coming back from that without a level of emergency vet care that VERY, VERY few sheep are valuable enough to warrant, and even then its dicey...
We knew she was close to full term, so we shot her and did a field (er... Barnyard?) c-section. This very pretty little girl is the up-side of a crappy morning.
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We milked her momma’s corpse (yeah, great image there eh? Trust me, it was nearly as much fun as you might suspect :p) and filled her up with real colostrum, and at nearly three hours old all she wants is snuggles. Who can blame her, after a welcome like that?