Goodbye Eddie Goodbye

Today is a sad day. It is the day that Edward ran kamikaze-style into the ute. And that was the end of Eddie, our fat lamb.

Even though Eddie was only 7 months and 11 days old he definitely had his own unique personality. In the early days little Eddie loved his bottles and was happy to suck on my fingers for ages. When he was only a week old he had already decided that he was too good for a cardboard box and moved into Lucy's kennel (Lucy sleeps under the house). I had gone back to Melbourne at this point and Edward adopted Mum as his new mother. He followed her everywhere.

During his short life, Edward managed a few trips to Mildura (including a visit to Mum's school one afternoon). He had a little sister for a short time (Aimee) before she up and left him because he was too much a sook for her to put up with. And Aimee also knew that she was a sheep and wanted to live with sheep (not Edward).

In the later months, Edward spent his days wandering around the house yard, chook yard and all the way up to grandma's old place, where he enjoyed sleeping under the field bins at night. His favourite place was the old round haybales. There was even a day when I saw him standing on top of them. My favourite image of Eddie is one where he came running out of the haybales with some straw sticking out of his mouth.

A bit over a month ago just before Mum and I went to Melbourne, I was showing Mum how Eddie would still come to me when I called him. Then Mum called him (thinking that he wouldn't come) while standing in the kitchen. Bad idea, so Edward jumped up the steps and into the kitchen! It was a funny sight, a 6 month old lamb running around the kitchen table. Let me assure you we got him out pretty quick.

Two weeks ago today, Edward was shorn for the first time. He actually had to spend 2 nights with sheep and he didn't manage to do a Houdini from the sheep yards, although when he was put in the paddock with the rest of the sheep the next day, it didn't take him long to escape.

Well at least now he won't have to be lead onto the truck and taken to market. His death was quick and done definitely in true Edward-style.

Edward 11/7/06 - 22/2/07

The lamb that couldn't play soccer and would never reproduce,
but was still a character and will be missed (except maybe not by Lucy).