Robin loves playing King of The Hill. He ran up to the top of the gravel pile when I closed the pasture gate. Constance played with him.
They both pawed at the gravel…
Then stared at each other for a bit. Eventually, Constance gave up and joined the other sheep who were grazing down the hill. Robin continued to parade around the top of the gravel, declaring victory.
I’m calling it “play” but I imagine there may be more to it. That Robin is really asserting his dominance. Although the older sheep pay no attention when he does this. So perhaps there is an element of play in it.
Maybe if you called it “Queen of the Hill” Constance would be more interested …
Oh You’re so right Jill. And I do remember her playing the same game a few years ago. She was queen of the hill.