My good deed today.

As I was walking the dawg, I spotted a tiny lamb which had wriggled under a fence and was separated unhappily from Mother Sheep in the adjacent field.

After some tomfoolery in the nettles I nabbed said lamb, and suppressing my baser instincts ("mmm - lamb chops") plunked it back over the fence where it enjoyed a tearful but joyous reunion with mom.

Spring is sprung.