Scott and I were making lunch yesterday when we heard a lot of baaing. The boys checked on the sheep and assured us that they were fine. A few minutes later, we heard a tremendous amount of chicken distress, along with even more baaing. We decided to check for ourselves and found Calico, Zircon, Tricot, and Slate in the chicken yard. A very small person didn't latch the gate properly, and Calico (we presume) noticed...
When we tried to get the offenders out, the rest of the sheep (except Calico's lambs, oddly enough) rushed in. Keeping a close eye on them, we let them graze.
After a little while, we herded them back out. Unfortunately, Barack O'Llama got in (but, fortunately, he is easily haltered and led). Snowball, on the other hand, behaved.
Today, the gate was tightly latched.
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