When I was little

Memories. I remember this day really well.

So, I was little. Not sure how young. I wanted to be a shepherd. Or Little Bo Peep. And I wanted sheep. And I had an imagination. A good one, as you'll find out.

I spied the recycling bin. Ah, hah! SHEEP! I ran, grabbed newspapers and threw them into the backyard and the wind. There were a LOT of papers. Then I ran around racing the wind, trying to grab my "sheep" and bring them back home.

Needless to say, when Mom looked outside and saw papers blowing around in her backyard, she was not thrilled like myself and made me put them back in the recycling bin.

So ended my shepherd days.