that's_me crOwl he drove down snake hill road and saw a shape along the side underneath the fully-leafed hardwoods. it looks like a dog, he thought. he slowed the pick-up down. brought it to a stop. saw it was a ram. mud-caked wool. limping. far from the safety of the flock. he turned down the music from his i-pod and heard it bleating for help. "i'm lost," it seemed to say. "will you leave the 99 and save me?" that's me, he thought. 040530 ... magpie freaking_out_on_the_edge 040531 what's it to you? who go blather from