The Gunnar-man started limping the other night; he had no cuts or any such thing, so we tried to keep him from being too active to further aggravate what seemed to be a minor sprain. This is not easy with Gunnar, who is sort of a cross between Tigger from Winnie the Pooh and Rocky the Squirrel, as he tends to jump up and down when excited (his standing vertical leap is easily three feet) and fly off the back deck or front porch when we let him out. He seems better now, so we'll put his injury to the test today, as the dogs are climbing the walls after two days without getting out for a run on the doggie trail.
R.I.P.: Jeff Minter's sheep
. Very sad. Thanks Morris.