Aren’t sheep supposed to be vegetarians? At first she was just nibbling on my shirt. Maybe she thought the green cloth was a plant. Or maybe I spilled some pumpkin juice on it when I was cutting pumpkins for their supper. Brandy started getting more and more enthusiastic about nibbling and nudging my shirt. Then she started really biting. And nipping my belly with her teeth. OUCH! Brandy, I though you were supposed to be a fine girl!