The Bible has much to say about sheep, which are cared for by man as man is cared for by God. Walking the South Downs Way past hundreds of them yesterday, I was wondering about what sheep make of this relationship. It’s hard to put myself in the mind of a ewe, but perhaps an approximation goes like this. She probably knows pretty well that people run the show. She probably has a sense that the man who takes care of her and her lambs is on their side. A caregiver.
Being a sheep, she probably doesn’t reflect much on the question of “why?” Why does that man take care of us? What’s in it for him? Perhaps she dimly supposes that it’s because he likes us.
It doesn’t occur to her that his actual plan is to eat us.
[4 July 2016]