When I visited Ireland for the first time in 1999, I saw sheep with butts painted in different colors telling who they belong to. The first one I saw had their butts painted in blue.
Since then, I’ve visited Ireland a few times a year, both North and South, discovering the beautiful country. Someday, I’d love to have a small place near the ocean or a lake in Ireland. Not in the middle of the city, but a place where I can see sheep with blue butt walking, eating, and laying around from my window. No, I won’t be a sheep farmer, but I could have a sheep dog, and I will name him “yozef”.