‘Potamotrygorgeous? Will you help me with something? I know that the store nearby had these seeds for give-away. And somesheep really had a bunch of them. And gave them to me..’
Say no more, we thought, let’s do this. We did it last year and our sheep needed only the smallest help, so this will be a breeze too.
‘Got more? I don’t know if all the seeds will fit in one.’
Yes, we got two.
Here are your seeds, sweetie.
‘Aaaah, will you do it for me? Just the first one,.. aaaaaah?’
We will do one for you, so you can see how it’s done.
‘And you mean I then gotta do all these myself?’
‘I do like this first one..’
‘Will you do ’em all?’
We can do that. And we will. But you could have asked from the beginning, sneaky sheepy.. We still find you cute though.
‘I love this! This is the best collaboration ever. Me providing seeds, and Potamotrygorgeous planting them.’
‘I wonder how many seeds there will be.’
And when they will sprout!
Sheep know no shame. And why should they? They have nothing to be ashamed for, so they know no shame. So if a sheep hides, it’s probably more because she wants to play more than anything else. (And yes, her hoof is dirty, long story, that will remain unpublished).
Sheep find a lot of joy in life, regardless of where they are. And that is because joy comes from within. It has got nothing to do with the availability of toilet paper. It has got nothing to do with flowers on your shoes. It has got nothing to do with color in your hair. Joy comes from within you, and therefore you can take it wherever you go, because wherever you go, there you are!
And this sheep joyfully played with life.
Giggling her way through some rolls of toilet paper.
Rejoicing yourself is something you can do while you are taking a poo even. You can rejoice while making breakfast you don’t like. Because it’s better than no breakfast. You can rejoice when a train arrives late. Because it’s better than no arrival.
And this sheep takes toilet paper to play with, but it might as well have been green plants. Or by messing up her hair. Or by making that call to somesheep you know will chipper you up a little. Because joy comes from friendsheep too.
We for example, we find joy in looking at sheep’s bums.
We cannot help it. There is something terribly cute about that. And it’s not nice to stop and stare, that’s why we only stare, and then quickly continue with the next picture.
“Hehehehe, you can’t find me now, I am totally hidden in joy!”
Yes sweetie, you certainly are.
There is a celebration in our flock. The first granny award. Or grammy award. She is the only grandmäh in our herd. Grandmäh is something that nobody can become themselves. It is something you because because of somesheep else. If they give birth to little sheep, then you become a grandmäh. And because of this birth, we give a granny award. Or grammy award.
And we asked grandmäh to give an acceptance speech. But if you have never given a speech before, you don’t know the rules. Not that there are any, but a couple of things might be handy to know..
So grandmäh got up. We were really looking forward to the first sheep speech ever.
Ladies and gentlemäh, I am very thankful for the opportunity to say thanks for the promotion from mäh to grandmäh. It’s a task that I do not take lightly, for I know how hard it is to raise little sheep, it is as hard as it is rewarding, so I am looking forward to now harvest only the rewarding part.
I want to tell you all that I won’t change who I really am, I will only have an opportunity to show a part of my character that nobody ever saw, not even me. Must say that until you become a grandmäh, you really have no idea how you will do at the job.
And I have heard that the mähs that I have raised when I was younger, and they were younger, now have a little insight into how I was as a mother, weaning them. A birth does so much more than just bring a little mäh into the world. A mother is born. A grandmäh is born. So much is born!
I thank you so much or your attendance, it was a delight to give this speech. Must say that it is my first time, and I really did not know in which lens I had to look, but I take it that because nobody intervened, the recording went just fine.
Again, thank you all. Now I’m going to hug my grandsheep.
I am king. I am king! Do you hear? I AM KING!
‘What makes you a king?’ James asked. ‘When does a sheep become a king?’
‘You might be surprised, grey sheep,’ the king said. ‘Many sheep think I am king because I hold a king’s scepter. But that does not make one a king. Because if the scepter gets stolen, I am still a king. And if I forget to hold it, for example if I have to go pee, I am still a king. Even when I am asleep, I am king. But it’s not the scepter.’
‘Is it the red velvet pillow then, that you are sitting on?’ James asked. He had never seen a king before. And because of this royal declaration he even thought of what would constitute a sheep. He is a sheep, but because of what actually..
‘No, it’s not the cushion that I sit on. The thing gets washed from time to time, and if it’s in the dryer, I am still king. Also when others use the cushion that does not make them king. It’s not a cushion that makes one a king.’
‘And in case you should ask, it’s also not the crown that I wear that makes me king. Because you can imagine this gives for horrible nights if I would have to wear the thing, because I like to sleep on my side. And if I noddingly agree with somesheep, the thing even falls off.’
‘Then I am out of questions’, James said. ‘Because if you keep saying that what does NOT make a king, I can go all day.’
‘Oh, but wait a minute, just one more question,’ James said.
And James sat with the king. That was his question. To sit with the king.
And because James sat with the king, he did not notice the ears of the king. Otherwise he would have asked whether the golden inside of the ears made him king.
And then he could have said that being a king doesn’t have anything to do with what you wear, hold or sit on. It’s all about attitude. Sheepitude, or in his case, kingsitude.