The old sheep have definitely been frisky lately.  They busted out of the pasture the other night, and this morning, they rioted in the big barn. They heard the grain cans moving (I bumped into one) and they stampeded into the barn, nearly knocking me and Maria over. Sheep around grain are a wild mob. I yelled for Red who zoomed into the barn and quickly quelled the disturbance, following the “away” command to get behind the sheep and drive them out of the barn. They moved quickly.