Part Two
There once was a shepherd in a small village where wolves in wool and violent bears roamed freely. He was a meek but foolish man, and wanted nothing more then for the sheep to love him and follow him without need of staff or dog. He thought, “If I dress myself in wool and on my hands and knees lead them as if I am one of them, then they will love me and willingly follow me to safety!” So he wore thick wool, and on all fours baaed to them, and they loved him and followed him. When the wolves snuck in with their sheep skins, he could not see them; and when the bears charged in with their vicious claws, he could not see them – for his eyes were on the sheep who loved him, and he could not see far enough to keep them safe.