The ledge was barely wide enough for her.

In chest-camera footage dated 2024-10-12, a mountain rescuer works his way along a narrow, rain-soaked ledge on a muddy slope high above a swollen river valley. Pressed against the hillside among exposed tree roots stands a small young lamb, its cream-colored wool soaked and caked with mud, its delicate ears flattened by the rain, watching him with wide, innocent dark eyes. Below, the flooded river churns brown and fast through the valley, and the green terraces of tea plantations climb the misty slopes around fresh landslide scars.

The rescuer, wearing a bright blue waterproof mountain rescue jacket, thick black waterproof gloves, black rescue trousers and a climbing harness, stays clipped to a visible orange safety rope with metal carabiners at his waist. He shifts closer one careful step at a time, mud moving under his boots, and brings both gloved hands up slowly toward the lamb. She turns her head, hesitates, and then takes one cautious step toward him on her own.

With one hand supporting her chest and the other beneath her body, he eases her into a small rescue sling, taking care not to squeeze her legs. The lamb stays calm in his hands, giving only a faint bleat as the sling is secured. In the final seconds he holds her low and steady in the sling on the same ledge, the muddy hillside and the raging valley still visible at the edges of the frame.

No shepherd or flock is visible anywhere on the slope in the footage, and the video ends where the rescue itself turns: with a young lamb off the crumbling ledge, secured in a sling, and held safe against the mountain while the rain keeps falling.