Biscuit was the first sheep through the gate this morning, coming over to me for his morning back scratch. I reached down to rub on him without too much thought...and then realized he was there and no one had gone out. That's unusual.
I looked back up the hill expecting to see Murphy fighting his way through, but he was just standing there (the tall sheep between the Krista and Liddy). I waited a few moments expecting him to start down the hill, but he stayed put.
Everyone else was now looking back at him too.
He kept looking around...
Everyone kept waiting...
And kept waiting...maybe not quite as patiently...but they waited all the same.
He finally gave the all clear, marched down through the group and they all headed out. No clue. I just find this fascinating.
