Conversation Between Wolves

“Damnit Vincent I’m serious! Don’t go down there.” Samuel says, “They already got willie! Them sheep ain’t like other sheep.”
Vincent laughs, “You must be high.” as he trots down the hill toward the herd.
Samuel follows reluctantly.
“Look Samuel, there’s no Shepard. These sheep are sitting ducks.”
“Don’t you think that is a little suspicious?!” Samuel insists.
“You’re starting to piss me off!”, Vincent snaps.
Vincent disappears into the herd. A few seconds latter sounds of fighting erupt from the block of sheep. Then the sound of a dog yipping and whimpering. A sheep skips out to the edge of the herd, its face drenched in blood and the leg of a wolf hanging from its mouth. The sheep chews calmly as it stares unflinchingly at Samuel.