This is Princess. See how she's all alone? Looking rather concerned- which is completely natural when a herd animal finds itself deserted.
That's because the rest of the sheep are here:
which is to say, outside the fence.
This happens all the time. Skirted Fleece sheep seem to feel that the fences simply don't apply to them. We apparently installed all of these fences as a suggestion, rather than an actual barrier. Grass greener on the other side? Just duck under the fence and help yourself.
Except for Princess. Princess could just as easily fit under the wire as her more rebellious counterparts. Except she respects fences. So she stands on the other side of the barricade, freaking out that the rest of the herd has such a hippy-dippy, do-what-feels-good attitude toward clearly defined boundaries. You can practically see the hoof wringing going on. She spends most of the day at the gate, bleating pathetically that "This just isn't ok guys! Rules are there for a reason! You're going to get in trouble!" And the flock just ignores her, munching away happily. Princess is our flock buzzkill. And they drive her nuts.
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