It seems it was my week to deal with critters in the road. First it was sheeps, a whole herd of sheeps, and they really didn't seem to care that I wanted to get by, or that I'm confused about what the plural of sheeps is. And then there was the cows, and a bull, all in the road. Which didn't make the farm hand that inadvertently left the gate open and let them out very happy. He and I convinced the gaggle to wander back to their greener pastures. Then there was the turkeys, o