That bring back memories ...... about 15 months ago my daughter found a lamb at our block of land. She went for a walk with a young duck- and came back carrying the new born lamb. It turns out the lamb was one of twins- the other one didnt make it. The mother entered a gulley on my property to give birth. She got back out- but the lambs were not strong enought for the climb back out.
We went into town and got powdered milk and some second hand blankets. Wilson slept beside my daughter in a box on the lowest shelf of a bookcase that night. She had to sleep with her hand in the box with him too. The second night we were back home in the city. At 1am my daughter came to wake me- she was crying- "mum... it wont stop" Poor miss 12 wasnt up for the care of a newborn lamb. She was stressed and passed the lamb over to me. I gave it a bottle- a cuddle, and tucked it into bed- and Wilson proptly fell asleep.
I explained that little Wilson just needed comfort and to know where you were. When you stress out, a baby can sense it- so thats why the lamb wasnt settling down or feeding properly. We only has him for a few more days before finding a local hobby farmer who could take him. I have always vowed since to never allow a lamb in my house again. Although very cute- they need so much attention.