Peanut
We were called out to a farm about twin lambs who were born to a teenaged mother who was not producing enough milk to feed them. When we arrived, Peanut’s brother was already deceased, being eaten by vultures. We grabbed Peanut and began heading to the truck. Her mother screamed for her, not understanding why we were taking her only remaining baby. After over an hour of pleading with the farmer, he allowed us to purchase Peanut’s mother for a small fee. Peanut and her mother, Sandra, are inseparable to this day. Just because Sandra did not have enough milk for her babies did not mean she did not adore them.