I Watched the sheep on the farm the other day when the weather was having a tantrum. The sheep decided it was time to give up outdoor life, being in the field exposed to the elements. The flock determinedly exited from the field. They all trotted off down the farm track towards the barns, but at the end of the track found their way barred by a closed farm gate.
After a very, very long wait, standing, heads motionless and everyone of them turned in the same direction, (there was only one way they were going however long it took) someone came along and opened the gate. Sheep generally don’t stampede in what we know as such a thing. But, that batch made the fastest beeline for the gaping barn doors that I have seen. Who needs sheepdogs…..