No sheep allowed

Its that time again where for a whole month the wooly backs are rounded up by the militia

and the Bonsai Mountain is ours alone

to roam 

free from the taunts of the sheep

who being of tiny brains 

wait until the last second before making off over the hills and far away 

as I approach with potential apex predators. Lucky for them this pack is well trained, well fed and have no interest in the wooly meat.