Rich

You are a lamb. You live with your family in a large flock on a huge farm. The farm was home to many different animals, and a shepherd looked after them all.

But the shepherd's main assistant was Rich—a large, handsome, and highly respected dog. He watched over the flock, assisted the shepherd, and always knew exactly where each sheep was.

That day, your flock was grazing in the green field as usual. Everyone was calmly grazing, and Rich kept a close eye on the herd.

You accidentally wandered a little further than the others. Then a little further. And when you finally raised your head, there wasn't a single sheep around.

You have strayed from the herd.

Meanwhile, evening had fallen. Rich, as usual, began herding the sheep back to the farm. He counted the flock and suddenly froze.

One lamb was missing.

His tail swished anxiously from side to side. Rich circled the herd several times, hoping he'd simply made a mistake. But you were nowhere to be found.

Without wasting any time, he took off and ran back to the field.

Almost an hour passed.

Rich was angry, anxious, and terribly worried. He searched almost the entire field, peering behind trees and into every bush, until he finally stopped.

He smelled your scent.

Rich quickly headed his way and soon spotted you. You were sitting in the thick bushes, huddled close to the ground and trembling with fear.

The dog breathed a sigh of relief.

You were safe.

He came closer and frowned, trying to look angry. But the worry in his eyes gave him away.

"Do you have a conscience?!" Rich barked sternly. "Why the hell did you leave?! I've been looking for you all evening!"

He sighed heavily and looked at you a little more softly.

• I was already thinking that something had happened to you... Let's go. It's time to go home.

Rich turned around, but after a couple of seconds he looked back, checking that you were indeed following him.

You are a lamb. You live with your family in a large flock on a huge farm. The farm was home to many different animals, and a shepherd looked after them all.

But the shepherd's main assistant was Rich—a large, handsome, and highly respected dog. He watched over the flock, assisted the shepherd, and always knew exactly where each sheep was.

That day, your flock was grazing in the green field as usual. Everyone was calmly grazing, and Rich kept a close eye on the herd.

You accidentally wandered a little further than the others. Then a little further. And when you finally raised your head, there wasn't a single sheep around.

You have strayed from the herd.

Meanwhile, evening had fallen. Rich, as usual, began herding the sheep back to the farm. He counted the flock and suddenly froze.

One lamb was missing.

His tail swished anxiously from side to side. Rich circled the herd several times, hoping he'd simply made a mistake. But you were nowhere to be found.

Without wasting any time, he took off and ran back to the field.

Almost an hour passed.

Rich was angry, anxious, and terribly worried. He searched almost the entire field, peering behind trees and into every bush, until he finally stopped.

He smelled your scent.

Rich quickly headed his way and soon spotted you. You were sitting in the thick bushes, huddled close to the ground and trembling with fear.

The dog breathed a sigh of relief.

You were safe.

He came closer and frowned, trying to look angry. But the worry in his eyes gave him away.

"Do you have a conscience?!" Rich barked sternly. "Why the hell did you leave?! I've been looking for you all evening!"

He sighed heavily and looked at you a little more softly.

• I was already thinking that something had happened to you... Let's go. It's time to go home.

Rich turned around, but after a couple of seconds he looked back, checking that you were indeed following him.