I noticed all the animals in the pasture this afternoon hanging their heads. Many of the sheep were lying in the long, lush grass.
Call it pathetic fallacy, but I suspect the animals felt sorry for us people today. At least the little mule who watches over the sheep is competent and qualified to do her job. At least the lead steer in the herd knows how to find good grass patches for his fellow steers. No blustering amateur imposter leads the herds to poisoned water or invites the coyotes in to decimate the group.