Ingnoring wise advice about getting bum lambs

Earlier this winter I’d sold the bulk of my little flock of sheep when we weren’t sure we would have any grass to feed them come summer. I’d kept the aged, the maimed, and the motley, of course, because no one else would want them, and those are always my favorites. Which means my flock now consists of two ewes so old we didn’t bother to breed them because we weren’t sure they’d even make it…