When I go for a walk in the woods behind the farm, Socks often follows me out into the back pasture. She’ll stand just past the gate, baaing until the dogs and I are out of sight.
It’s unusual because she leaves the flock behind.
And sometimes, like today, she’s waiting alone in the back pasture when we come back from our walk. I took this picture of Socks, on her way back to the barn ahead of us.
This cracks me up!
Maybe Socks thinks she is your pet, waiting for you. So un-sheep like.
Your animals are so connected to you. It’s because of how you talk to them I suspect.
It really is un-sheep like!