Friday, January 11, 2008

We have one sheep that has mastered the intricacies of the cattle guard. Instead of being intimidated by the concrete grid, she dances across like Baryshnikov and heads out to Browntown Road where, she believes, the grass is greener. Inevitably we get a call from a neighbor or the local sheriff's department that a sheep is distracting traffic and we send one of the boys down to get her back in. Now, we live in the country so the occasional cow or sheep in the road is to be expected. I won't even begin to speculate how this sheep made its way to the Bronx. I ran across the story while searching for poetry on sheep. I must admit, it has a more surreal quality than most police (or livestock) reports that I've read.

1 comment:

Troy said...

Its nice to see that your blog is up. I love Orthodoxy and I love Front Royal. I believe it to be one of the most beautiful towns I've been to in VA. I once went there to visit Christendom College, which in my Catholic days I was hoping to attend. Well anyway, God Bless!