Yes, I know the title sounds a little brutal but this is real life. I grew up with a dairy farmer dad who had started a little farm at our house. One year we decided to change it up a little bit from steers and get lambs. We had lots of cute little lambs and I instantly fell in love with them. I even picked out my own lamb that was all white and I named her “Angel.” I loved her and I would pick her up and carry her all the time.
One day I remember going outside to visit my sweet little lamb and as I walked to the barn I looked on the ground and I could see little tails that had fallen off of the lambs all over everywhere. I was so sad. I felt horrible for these lambs and I was so mad that my dad had done this. I knew he was putting rubber bands on their tails but I had no idea that it would do that.