My Sheepishness

So Dean was talking last night about sheep. And how in ancient times when a sheep would stray from the flock, a shepherd would leave everything and go looking for it. When he found the sheep, he would grab hold of it, and with his staff, break one of it's legs so it couldn't walk. Then the shepherd would lift the sheep up on his shoulders and make the sheep lay there. Regardless of the struggle, over the next few weeks while the leg healed the Shepard would keep the sheep up on his shoulders, and eventually that sheep would learned that being with the shepherd wasn't such a bad thing after all, that being on his shoulders, in his presence was safe after all, and that being close to the shepherd meant the sheep would have everything he needed.

If a shepherd had to do this to a sheep, 99% of the time the sheep would never stray again.