The Parable of the Lost Sheep

There was a shepherd who had a hundred sheep. And one went missing.

And the shepherd knew there was some shepherding to be done re number 100. And should have gone out to find her.

But the ninety-nine pointed out that they'd prefer to be moved to some better grass.

And they really wanted to do some in-depth study on what it was like to be a sheep that was safely in the pen.

And a salt lick. Obviously they had a salt lick, but maybe a nicer salt lick?

And they wanted a decent consultation on that collie. Sure, the dog was keen to keep them safe. But all that nipping their back legs, when they just wanted to have a bit of a wander, seemed a bit much. Maybe they could replace the collie with a labrador? Much less nippy.

And grass was a bit dull. Maybe they could be let out on some clover occasionally.

So the shepherd spent a few days settling all the various needs of the 99 sheep.

The hundredth was eaten by a wolf on day 2.

But the other 99 were OK.

So it was all fine.