I grew up on a farm where a variety of things were raised. Sheep were raised on our farm . . there was always a woolly flock of them running around, lambing in the late winter/early spring, getting wool sheared in late spring. We could always count on "orphaned" lambs as well as it seemed like every year at least one ewe and sometimes more than one, would not survive and we'd have teeny tiny lambs in the house in apple boxes on burlap potato sacks by the coal stove getting fed by bottle. I can't tell you how many orphaned lambs I've bottle fed. Of course when they are stabilized and able to go outside that's where they went. Then we'd have to go out with the bottles and hope they didn't tear the nipples off and lose the milk on the ground. Funny creatures are sheep!
In the picture, the two on the left are yarn and felt, made for me by a farmgirl friend. The one on the left is made from resin and has a "pack" with two bags on it carrying Christmas goodies. The creator of this one didn't really know sheep . . . I very seriously doubt sheep would ever carry anything like that. But this liytle sculpture is adorable and I love it!