One day I looked up from the ground and looked around and it HIT ME! This is GRASS! I yelled out to the other sheep, "Hey, this is grass. We've been eating GRASS!!"
Black Sheep speaking, here. Standing out from the herd is thankless, I tell you. (bleat.) The other sheep pay me no attention and the wolf is always looking to gobble me up. No wonder all the other sheep are just followers.