Due to sloppy fence-moving on my part, there was a tiny gap at the end of the netting that separates the area where the sheep are supposed to be from where they’re not supposed to be. One guess which side all of the sheep are now on. Yup. The side they’re *not* supposed to be on.
“Um, guys? Don’t look now, but I think Mommy’s on to us…”
“Mommy! Look at all this nice new grass we found! That whole field of tall grass on our side of the fence just wasn’t enough!”