Luke the Irish Lamb
Luke recites “The Irish Blessing” with a press of his leg, and “The Our Father” with second press. A third press mutes our lighthearted lamb for quiet cuddle time.
I Pray!
May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face; The rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, May God hold you in the palm of His hand.
