The smallest. The sweetest.
The cutest. The contest.
Oh, how this is going horribly wrong. Contest? Winning a mäh’s heart is not a contest.
Sometimes it is obvious from the start that two sheep belong together.
But that is not the case here.
Because our bride forgot to take off her veil. And so she sat in veil. In vain. Waiting. But mainly just looking at the insides of her veil.
And when two sheep don’t see eye to eye, you run the risk of the whole thing getting back to back.
First. We need to make you see.
Now it’s time for him to see you.
So you can see each other.. not back to back..
..but eye to eye.