I know that many people claim that chickens are stupid. I dispute that having shared my life with them for about the last 20 years. They can and do make their feelings known and are great at getting what they want.
Sheep though? Now although I donít have a relationship with any sheep thatís as close as my relationship with my chooks, I donít see much evidence of them having any common sense or intelligence. What is the first thing they do when they get frightened? Pee. When one gets separated from the rest of its friends, what does it do? Launches itself at the group, whether or not there is a hazard in the way. What does it do when it sees something that takes its fancy on the other side of the road? It just steps out with no second thought. Where does it think the best place to sleep is on a cold night? On the road. I think itís fair to say they donít really think a great deal Ė they just do what their mates do.
Iím trying to make good decisions. While I was having lunch the other day, my boss was sat opposite me at the table and he used a phrase that has stuck with me. He said ďlifeís a game and you have to stack the odds in your favourĒ. Heís been spectacularly successful at that. Me? Iíve made bad decision after bad decision over the last 5-10 years (accepting Davidís proposal and accepting the offer of this job are the exceptions to that rule). Itís time for me to start stacking the odds in my favour and to make some good decisions. The first one was to take the job Iím doing, now I have to sort out some other bad stuffÖI may be up against sheep but Iím going to break free from the flock and instead of thinking the roadís a great place to sleep, Iím going to go off on my own and find somewhere more favourable.