In the morning when I wake up I'm scared that I'll be eaten by crows or foxes, but when I wake up I always get fed fed my milk.
Later in the day I played in the warmth of the sun. I've made a lot of friends since I first opened my eyes. When I started playing with my mates I heard my friends whistle so I go to them. I'm used to it now because I've never known my mum or dad. In my spare time I search for them but I've never been successful.
When my friend gave me lunch I ate it in less than three minutes. Then I had even more milk. After that I started to wander around the rock solid ground. There were bits of grass but not enough for a young lamb like me to munch on.
It is getting dark so I start to wander back home. As soon as I got back my owner fed me milk. I then fell asleep in the place that's most comfortable.
Last night I dreamt ( or had a Nightmare if you prefer to call it that) and it was about me finding my mum, but then she got killed by a fox. I woke up with a bad feeling and I felt I needed milk but there was no friend or milk.
