My Sick Sheep

One day Momma told me that my sheep was sick. I felt really sad, because I had halter trained her so I could take her on walks. We moved her into the barn so she would not get the other sheep sick, and gave her some electrolytes. The next week we gave her some more electrolytes and she got a little stronger. Then my sister let her out, and that was a big mistake. She got even weaker. I was really disappointed, because Isabella and I had been working hard to revive her. We had to get the quad and the wagon and haul her into the barn. The next couple days she was still alive, but one day Isabella went out and she was dead. I was really sad, but God gave me grace and I didn’t even cry. I was very thankful to have her out of the barn because two new baby calves were about to be born the next week. I am thankful that God knows best.

—Paulina, age 10