It is not just us who believe in the sheep now. We have gotten others to believe. But then there are some who learned firsthand.
Our dear friends, whose names are similar to Sickle and Mall (that’s what we’ll call them…though I’m not sure they want to be called weapons or shopping centers), went to visit the sheep one morning when they were attacked. They ran, as much as they could, over a wall that blocked the evil army of sheep. They looked over and saw the great enormity that is the wall of sheep. They managed to make it back safely but only barely.
They have now been warned about the status of the sheep. I hope they heed the warnings and eat as many marshmallows as they can.
Besides Peeps are in season.
