Do you believe in a higher power?

Corbin was growing but, not so much that Rocky was unable to carry him.  The sheep still won headbutt competitions but it had to pay this time by letting the small black and orange pup ride the sheep over to where mom had called.  Corbin lay flat on the fuzzy creature, his head about even with Rocky’s forehead, his front paws draped over the shoulders and Corbin’s tail raised to sweep back and forth in happiness.  Sheep rides were the best!  At least after enough play that Corbin didn’t need to charge around on his own energy.

Woops.  Corbin noticed he was the last to arrive.  Tilting his head down to look atRocky’s skull, he flopped a paw at it, “Rockkyyyy you didn’t go fast enough. We’re late!” The response he got was n uncaring baaaah.

Once he was relatively close Corbin slid off with a skip at the last minute to make sure he landed on his feet.  The boy charged his mom, hopping up on two legs, licking her cheek then circling back to sit between his siblings, tail sweeping the grass, bright eyes curious as to the reason for the call. "Hi!" The simple greeting offered to everyone.

"Family"