Ya'll, I totally almost ran over a sheep today. A freaking sheep! Right there in the road.

I was driving through the neighborhood by the munchkin's school, because they're doing all this construction on I-10 and everything's all ripped up and I needed to go to the pet store, so I was taking the sneaky back way and I'm almost to the tollway feeder when suddenly there's a sheep standing by the side of the street. And I look around, wondering if I've suddenly been teleported to New Zealand and if Babe the pig is around too, and then the damn thing steps right out in front of my car. Fortunately I was going really slow at that point because I was afraid he was going to do exactly that. I mean, I don't know if a sheep knows what to do around cars (this one? not so much), but I know my car doesn't know what to do around sheep.

Fourth largest city in the U.S. and we've got sheep walkin' around the suburbs like they're sixteen-year-olds in search of a Gas 'n' Sip. Crazy.