This Fall's Sheepie Day was the best attended yet. I counted at least 30 OES. We went for an hour, about as long as Gideon lasts before sitting next to one us and looking up as if to say, "I've socialized. Enough is enough. Let's get home to Chateau Gahan for some Christmas music, windows open with an unseasonal warm breeze, and a hardwood floor with my name on it." 
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