One year, when I referred to YOU as fellow bah-bahs , I received several anonymous notes objecting.
Sheep tend to grow fond of their shepherds.
The shepherd can walk right through a sleeping flock without disturbing a single one of them, while a stranger can not step foot in the fold without causing pandemonium. Sheep seem to consider their shepherds part of the family, and the relationship that grows up between the two is quite exclusive. They develop a language of their own that outsiders are not privy to. A good shepherd learns to distinguish a bleat of pain from one of pleasure, while the sheep learn that a cluck of the tongue means good, or a two-note song means that it is time to go home. Well, . . .