What’s that I hear? Is it the pitter pater of little hooves in my studio?
Behold Lambie, the extremely young baby Katahdin lamb whom I had been referring to as a baby goat until last month. Clearly I need to do some boning up on my animal husbandry.
Here is Lambie in tanned skin form back when he still was a goat to me:
I’m also not sure if Lambie is a he or a she. I don’t think I properly sexed him when I skinned him (“what kind of taxidermist IS this chick?” I can almost hear you thinking…) but I like to think of him as a tender little boy who prefers the color pink. This is why he chose to wear the vintage pink velvet flower cage veil to keep the shivers off his delicate tresses.
Lambie was part of a brother/sister combo, born together but one thriving more than the other, the latter being my guy here. The famer-lass who tended to this flock opted to donate her specimen to Diamond Tooth and for that I am eternally grateful.
Since no lamb forms are readily available, I used a fawn form which I then altered drastically in size and head shape. I used glass cat eyes which I turned sideways to mimic the sheep’s horizontal pupils.
Lambie has become something of a mascot around the studio; he’s even slated to be the subject of a painting next month. So proud of my little guy! Eventually he’ll need a forever home though; please contact me if you or the luckiest person you know might want to love this little darling forever and ever.