Speaking of sheep, I meant to include this in the last post, with the herd. Oh well! It's nothing very much, it's just a story Dad told us about sheep who would scavenge in dust bins and get stuck. They'd go charging around... I always imagine it kind of like jousting, with the knights in armour wearing silly helmets...
I'm also reminded of the clever sheep, who, far from being deterred by a cattle grid, just roll over it. Apparently they teach their lambs to do it, too. D'oh -- back to the drawing board, farm type guys. :p
It's funny, I normally stay up late, even 'til sunrise, but I don't recall ever being up at a time when the sun shining through my window comes at just the right angle to get in my eyes.
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