23/10/2026
A little lamb called āSpottyā šš
With a heavy heart, yesterday we made the decision to let Spotty go as she declined even further.
My vet was called to examine her and see if there was anything more that could be done, after a month of around the clock care and love.
But I knew in my heart that the kindest thing would be to let her go, and that keeping her going would be a selfish act.
Spotty passed away in our arms as we told her how much we loved her. And as much as our hearts were breaking and the tears fell, we felt truly grateful to have been honoured with her presence for the last 15 years.
We are so glad that she got to feel a love that most sheep will never experience.
As much as we are filled with grief at her loss, and we will mourn her passing, we want to celebrate her life and help people see that every single sheep has a unique personality and a charm that is so rarely seen.
Yet, given a chance, you can really see these wonderful animals for who they truly are.
Spotty came to us as a weak orphaned lamb. At that time, she lived in our home in the first crucial weeks of her life.
She grew up with Storm, and they played together like two children, playing hide and seek, bouncing on the sofa and always getting up to mischief.
When I would go upstairs to bathe little Storm, Spotty would follow and lie in the bathroom alongside us because she simply wanted to be close.
She would snuggle up by the fire and never leave your side, wherever you went.
She was never interested in being with other sheep or lambs.
When other lambs arrived, she didnāt care. Whilst the other lambs played and frolicked, Spotty would simply stand at the fence, wanting to come home.
This carried on throughout her life, and many times she was removed from the flock so she could be close to home.
Spotty would nuzzle me and gently rub her head against mine.
You would shout āspotty ā and guaranteed she would reply to her name and come running in the hope she could come in doors and often she did šš¤
Simply because we were her family.
I would often say, āSpotty is not a sheepā, because we are led to believe that sheep donāt have the same needs or desires as most other animals, but I can tell you YES they do if they are given a chance.
Over the years, Spotty made it very clear that she was her own unique little person. And for all that we gave to Spotty, she returned tenfold in love and affection.
Spotty will be truly missed, but I know she will be standing waiting at Rainbow Bridge for the humans who were her family. š
Run free, my beautiful girl. Thank you for 15 years of love, laughter and memories that I will carry in my heart forever.
You were never just a sheep, Spotty.
You were family šš¤333