This is Burrnie.
Little Burrnie is a rescue. We are not in the habit of acquiring sheep in any fashion other than as necessity to further a breeding strategy, and exhaustive health testing is required before anybody sets hoof on the farm. Burrnie had the misfortune to be brought home by "people" who were.... let's be very generous and say 'clueless'. The situation was near enough that we observed it on a daily basis for many weeks. Without going into detail about the people and local humane agencies suffice it to say that we couldn't stand it any longer and offered to trade some hay to feed the surviving cattle in exchange for the lone lamb.
We had him vetted and the blood work has finally come back - negative for all the dire diseases we usually check for. Yay! I haven't mentioned him to hardly anyone because I didn't want to jinx the blood tests. Yes, we're very logical and rational here. After three weeks of quarantine on the livestock trailer he's been moved into a lambing pen in the lower barn. He's already gained a good bit of weight since the day we got him and almost looks like a normal sheep.
"Well, it's pretty nice here and the food is excellent but I'm still scared. Everyone is so BIG!"
We are fervently hoping he's the only animal we ever need to rescue. But at least now we can sleep at night.