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I am back from Crete, but don't have loads of time to post before deutsch class, so I'll just say this: who among you thought I was joking about being hit by a freak falling sheep?
So did I, until this: I was walking back from the beach one night, this is through a thin valley, and I heard the distictive sheep bell and baaaa. So I look around and around, no sheep. I look up (and up and up) at the sheer mountain cliff-face above me until the curiously jutting rock resolves into omg it's a sheep it's going to fall on me.
Yes, a flock of sheep gamboling around the mountainside , completely ignoring the gravity of the situation. And now I'm late, so αντίο!
Edit: On the subject of sheep, there is now a flock in the front yard. Why? whyyyy. I can hear them baaaing from here. (I need a sheep icon to encompass all things sheep. -_-°°)
So did I, until this: I was walking back from the beach one night, this is through a thin valley, and I heard the distictive sheep bell and baaaa. So I look around and around, no sheep. I look up (and up and up) at the sheer mountain cliff-face above me until the curiously jutting rock resolves into omg it's a sheep it's going to fall on me.
Yes, a flock of sheep gamboling around the mountainside , completely ignoring the gravity of the situation. And now I'm late, so αντίο!
Edit: On the subject of sheep, there is now a flock in the front yard. Why? whyyyy. I can hear them baaaing from here. (I need a sheep icon to encompass all things sheep. -_-°°)
