Smudge

I am afraid this is not a happy blog tonight.  I went over to feed the lambs this morning and saw Smudge in the road.  He looked like he was just lying down and I called him but he didn't move.  He'd been knocked down, obviously by something coming at speed.  He was in a pool of blood and his eyes had come out.  It was terrible.  I am glad no one came past as I was crying and grovelling around in the road trying to find his eyes.  I found one in the bank but the other had gone.  He was still warm but very dead.  Spent the day crying having put him on the water butt with a tea towel round him.  Don 't know why I had to find his eyes, just didn't seem right not to.