The thing I dreaded most happened last night. GRACIE IN A FIELD OF SHEEP! I'd been cleaning out the utility room – a major task and before I knew it, it was dark. I took Gracie for a quick walk to the common, I haven't been that way for months as she is a bit cocky on her home territory. Everything was fine, Gracie was well behaved and I didn't want to go into the field as I get scared in the dark. Suddenly she shot off. I waited by the wear and called her and waited and called her when a huge white thing came running towards me, it was far too fat to be Gracie; it was a sheep. OMG! I ran home called the farmer then went back and caught Gracie who by then, was exhausted. Hardly slept last night worrying about keeping a longdog in the country. Just plucking up the courage to give them a call. Oooo. You can't drop your guard at all if you are a dog owner.