Escapee.

Walking down a lane  on the outskirts of the village I encountered this lamb happily feeding from a grass verge, having escaped from the field. It trotted off in the other direction, so I retreated and it soon came back to the gate looking - dare I say - just a little sheepish. He then squeezed under the bottom bar and wandered off to join his mates. So it was not such a Silly Saturday for him.