So this shit is fucked up and cruel, but i was young and it already happened, so fuck it.
The people that had livestock in the village, my grandparents included, hired a sheperd. He would take all the sheep, bout 300 of them, and take them into the mountains for 3 days, where they could graze. Every 3 months he takes a week off. When he is off they usually look for some youngings to take the sheep grazing.
So im there and i volunteer. Me and 2 other cats, all 14 year old. They got a lil experience out in the mountains but not me. They was scared as shit. Talking about snakes and scorpions and wolves and shit. I aint give a fuck though. I was just looking forward to being out there.
Long story short, we leave in the day, musta walked 10 miles out. The sheep all trained so they be in a line just following the dogs. That night some fucked up shit happens.
Sun goes down, temperature takes a huge dip. Again these animals trained so when its time to sleep they form a circle with a 10 foot opening in the middle. We supposed to sleep in the opening so all the body heat could keep us warm. Cats im with scared as shit, we hearing wolves howling and all types of bugs. Its fucking pitch black. But we had them shepard dogs making their rounds so i wasnt worried. I said fuck it. Went to sleep.
Soon as i fall asleep, i feel something heavy as hell fall on me. Took all my breath out. Thought i was dying. Got up and saw a 100 something pound sheep walked over and fell on me. I was pissed. Grabbed what they called a shepard stick. That shit is thick as fuck, nh. A baseball bat got nothing on it. So i grabbed it and hit this mafucka straight on the temple.
Went right back to sleep. Woke up. The sheep i hit was knocked out while all of them were up. Went to check up on it. It aint moved. Realized it was dead.
Fucked up story i know. I was sad as fuck. Still get sad over it. Aint mean to kill it. It belonged to someother family too. Told them a wolf got it. They aint believe me but aint made too big of a deal.