Day 35: The beggining of the end

I have it all worked out. I'm going to prepeare a fancy dinner, maybe some of the steak and I could crack open the carrots, maybe get a little of the port out. Then I'm going to turn on some nice music, get my suit out and light a few candles. I'll, once we've eaten, go down on one knee and take it out of my pocket and say
" We've known each other along time. We've een through it all. And I just want to say...you're fired."
Because not one person has protested on behalf of the sheep, it's decided. I will hand them the contract and show them that it clearly states that excess farting breaks the terms of our agreement. An interesting point is that eating too many cupcakes means that I can beat them with a large bamboo stick smothered in margirine, though sadly I HAVE no bamboo smothered in margirine. Last night we looked through some of our holiday snapshots. Us by the sphinx. StaSheep and me on the Effiel Tower. SheepSta and StaSheep in Italy. SheepSta fighting a crazy ice cream vendor in Peru. Us in hospital after SheepSta was beaten by the ice cream vendor. It brought tears to my eyes, but it must be done, unless SOMEONE intervines.
Yours, as always
Dr BanaNa