points of view

The mother sheep followed me along the path picking up her paste and she relieves when I was with a touch of a distance of her lamp she let out her loud nod bleed witch echo the paddock. The sleeping lamp lifted his head and turn towards us, but for slowly it sleep. As the sheep came closer and closer. I thought about I should turn and run. Was going to attack me. Holding my breath, froze. I sighed as the sheep dodged me and ran protectively towards the lamp. Phew! That was a close call!