Anthon Lee gave our children a baby lamb. The children carefully raised him on a bottle and he grew to be such a pet. But when he was grown his play was quite rough and the children were afraid of him. We asked Anthon if he would trade him for one of his rams so we could kill it for we could not stand to eat our pet lamb.
He gladly consented. He would trade and kill and dress us a lamb for the hide. When he brought the meat,
Clarence said, "He has given us a bigger lamb than ours was."
We ate it and it tasted so good. Months later Anthon told us it was our lamb he had brought us; a pet lamb never fits into the herd, and he often does that for people who have a pet lamb they want to trade. People can't knowingly eat their own pet.
18 December, 2008
The Baby Lamb
Posted by Rachel at 14:23
Labels: 1940s, Clarence Franklin Hancock, Velda Hancock
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