While thinking of most of my titles I try to be clever. This title is aptly named. Yesterday I had the distinct city boy pleasure of taking a sheep for a walk. (see picture)
A few friends from work raise and show, quite successfully, farm animals such as cows, chickens, and sheep. Last year their chickens won top prize at the Iowa state fair AND they are delicious. I actually made a lentil and chicken soup last night with a prize winning chicken. Circle of life.
Anyways, I needed to borrow a slow cooker for the soup I was planning on making last night so I called em up to ask. Come on over after work they say. I show up in my work clothes and am confronted with the opportunity of a lifetime... to take a sheep for a walk. I guess sheep are lazy SOB's and given the choice between running around freely or laying down all day, they choose the latter. So in order to whip em into shape for the show you have to take them for a walk everyday.
Just like a dog, they are relativity happy to be on a leash, or halter, as I learned. However, they do like to be walked in pairs, as they are skittish, and did I mention lazy. We maybe walked them 1/2 mile and they were panting and had to be spurred on by noises, pushes and the occasional kick to the butt. My friend Sandra told me... "well, you can check that one off the list". I informed her, that walking a sheep wasn't even on my list because I didn't think it was even an option in life, along with punching the pope, eating a sucker while suspended upside down hung from the center of the Brooklyn bridge, or snorting crushed diamonds for the most expensive high know to man... for example.
This farm life is going to be awesome! Not only do I get to learn something new everyday, all the people at work love to hear the stories and laugh along with me. They are laughing with me right?
