I'm always anxious about my lambs in the spring and often get up in the night to look after them.

That night I went out about two o'clock.

I took it into my head, for some reason or other, to count them.

I found a sheep and lamb missing, took my lantern and Bruno, who was some good at tracking sheep, and started out.

Bruno barked and I called, and the foolish creature came to me, the little lamb staggering after her.