Read Bull Sheep's Story ^{(In Memoriam)}

Bullsheep came to us from a family who could no longer care for him. He was young, and the only way he knew how to interact with people was to bonk us with his head. It must have been adorable when he was a baby, but as he grew, it was painful to our sensitive human skin and bodies. It took him a long while to learn a more gentle way to show affection toward us, but he finally understood to hold still and allow us to pet him, gaze into his golden eyes, and scratch all of his itches. Bullsheep loved treats, and throughout his time with us, we gave him cookies and Sun Chlorella Rejuv A wafers every day. Treat time made him so happy. When our head sheep, Stanley, passed away, Bullsheep stepped up to become the leader of the sheep. He protected them, watched over them, and settled disputes. He was a gentleman, a leader, and a hero. Sheep typically live until eight and Bullsheep passed away just after we celebrated his fourteenth birthday with a pumpkin party. I guess none of us live forever, but we will miss him terribly!