After the sheep were settled in, Maria and I decided to take a walk in the woods behind the farmhouse, and we were surprised when Rocky decided to come along. He followed right behind us, pausing to stop and sniff Red and listen for our voices. We went a quarter of mile behind the house and he stayed with us, using Red as a guidepost as he often does. It was the first time he did anything like that, and we both had the sense he was showing us his private place off of the main pasture. It was beautiful and quiet back there, and we felt a closeness with him we had not felt before. A beautiful and touching thing.