So I have had a dream... one of those that make you say HMMM: There was a storm rage, and all long the borders if each pasture, the waters had broken their borders... I, along with many others, were gathering the sheep towards the opposite end of the enclosures. One of my sheep had fallen into the sea, I rescued it and placed it into the boat by the dock (each section had a house and boat tied to a dock)... as I had rescued my sheep, who we all fat and woolly, not sheared, my neighbor cries out for help... One of his sheep had fallen into the sea as well, I ran over to help him, dived off the dock after this sheep and while under the water, I saw a great white shark eat the poor sheep... I climb back on the dock and explain what had happened to my neighbor, who was crying when yet another of his sheep had fell into the sea and was eaten... Then another one of mine did, so I ran to save this sheep and while diving in, I noticed my sheep were being ignored by the sharks. I rescued my sheep and pondered why my sheep were being ignored... Was it because they had their woolly covering? Or perhaps the oiliness of the wool deterred the sharks? As I was herding the sheep back towards the safe area, at the furthest corner of the pasture, while standing there, I watched as goats were being devoured by the sharks and I cried for the loss of those 2 sheep. I was standing there talking to my neighbor and explaining how the sharks ignored my sheep and why I thought they did, that the wool had guarded and protected them from the sharks... And then, down the road came the Landowner, whose sheep we were taking care of, calling out over a speaker... Save My Sheep, Protect My Sheep... o.O And I woke up.
Posted on: Tue, 24 Jun 2014 00:15:30 +0000
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