Sheep and I have never been the best of friends. Back in my seventh-grade agriculture lessons, I learned some of the ins and outs of caring for these woolly creatures. From shearing and tail docking to keeping them alive (which proved trickier than you’d think), fending off predators, and shooing away flies – the list of responsibilities seemed endless. Disappointment in the Hills. When we relocated to “The Hill,” my disappointment peaked upon discovering that our neighbors were predominantly sheep farmers. While there were a few goat, donkey, and cattle enthusiasts in our paradise, sheep dominated the landscape. When the time came for us to dip our toes into livestock…