Certainty and Tears
Watching the sheep scamper lightly about, Peter’s vision blurred with tears. The way its ears were cropped, its peculiar bouncing gait, and the spot where it suddenly stopped. All of it was exactly like the sheep he had cared for with all his heart six years ago. Not records or numbers, but his own senses were screaming. Without a doubt, this was the sheep he had been responsible for.
