There are a lot of sheep here in Ireland and I have never quite shared the love of these strange animals. I always think they are a bit creepy, probably because of their eyes, and I can’t understand any fascination for them. Until the other week when, peering over a wall, I found a tiny flock headed by what must be the handsomest sheep of all. Truly it must have been Chris, the king of the sheep (from Father Ted again).
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Their eyes are a bit creepy, especially as they are expressionless
Yes, it is their eyes that I dont like!
lovely I love that warm coat hes wearing
yes – that looks comfy 🙂