While I was babysitting Chris and his gang, another group of sheep sneaked across the road higher up the hill. I found them eating the beautiful second cut grass belonging to the cattle farmer, Mr. Plows (no kidding). I tried to sneak onto his field and shoo my sheep back to my side of the road before anyone saw us, but his dogs went crazy. There I was, running for cover with my flock. They were grabbing mouthfuls of the lush greens as they ran. Naughty girls!
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