A wild sheep chase in Sylt
Sheep are quiet animals, spending the hole day grazing on the meadow or on the dike. And look how fat they are. If I would be so fat, I would definitely just spend the whole day grazing too. There’s nothing to do, isn’t it? What else can a sheep do all day?
On the other hand, maybe you just have to wake them up and poke them. Who knows, maybe they’re actually quite lively animals and just don’t know it. Yes, maybe this way I’m even doing them a favor.
So what to do? Run towards them screaming as loud as I can? Or sneak up and scare them so bad, that the blade of grass drops from their jaw? I opt for the last variant.
Sheeps are not there to poke them, you say? Yes, maybe. But maybe this is because noone ever tried. Maybe I even do the farmers of the world a huge favour and in a few years this approach is a proven tool for getting thicker wool, better sheep milk or even finer meat. Just like this Chinese farmer that lets his pigs jump into a river from a tower or even pushes them into the water and since then gets awards for particularly good meat.
In my case, this approach would be remembered as the Clemensesk sheep-poking method. And of course, I don’t want to do this for better meat, but just to give the sheep a little boost of energy. Somehow it seems that this would be good for them. So I tried it. On the island of Sylt.
And what happend? I didn’t even make it. Because the sheep was faster, especially faster as I thought. I thing it has startled a little bit and it even made a slightly hectic step forward and then started gazing again. But there was one who was wide awake after all this: myself. Well, at least one of us had a day full of action.
PS: There were no sheep poked in the research of this post.
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