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Sweet Cicely — 3 Comments

  1. Today (the day after Denise’s post above), Cicely’s condition deteriorated again, and she died in my arms as I was gently giving her a ‘bed bath’. I’d like to say that I did for her the best I could, but if I’m honest I feel I could have done better. Perhaps I’d feel that even if there really was nothing else I could have done. Perhaps that’s what it means to be human. Cicely has been buried on our croft in an area of deep peaty soil which we intend to become a woodland – a woodland cemetery for those (very very few) of our sheep that fall by the wayside.

    • Primrose would not be ‘ready’ to join the flock permanently for another fortnight or so, we think, but in any case she’s clearly wanting to play with Cicely at home. It’ll be a good while before Primrose leaves home for good!

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