VIDEO-The sheep that thinks it's a dog enjoys walkies in Troon near Camborne
Friday, October 18, 2013
Meet Jack - the sheep that thinks he is a dog! The woolly wonder has been enjoying regular walkies with his owner, Sharon Spires ever since he was a young lamb.
The care worker at Trelawney Domiciliary Care in Camborne, took in Jack with his sister, Jill, after they were rejected by their mother.
They moved into her home in Troon, near Camborne and she even put nappies on the cuddly duo to stop them soiling her home.
Although Jill returned to her herd, it seems jack had other ideas and was hooked on his home comforts.
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“He used to stand at the gate and stare at me, it was as if he was pining,” said Sharon
“Jack doesn’t know he’s a sheep. He tends more towards being a dog, but he did wear pampers as a lamb so that might explain his confused identity. He does actually walk better on a lead than my dogs, although he is very slow.”
The pair can be seen strolling along the lanes of Troon to a nearby green where Jack enjoys being pampered - much to the astonishment of passing motorists and local residents.
“One day we were spotted on the bench and a man stopped his car. Jack is such a poser that the man took some pictures. He belonged to a photography group and Jack’s photo went down a treat.”
In fact Sharon says her beloved sheep has become so demanding that she has to spend hours scratching his back through mounds of curly wool.
She said: “Nobody ever quite believes their eyes when they see a large woolly sheep walking down the road on a lead.
“I have to scratch and rub his woolly body whenever I sit down on the bench at the green.”
He even tore up her crossword book she was trying to complete, grabbing the pages between his teeth and tearing them to shreds, she said.
“I noticed that he was staring at me and his eyes were so wide they were bulging out of his head. He then grabbed the book in his mouth and there was a tug of war, he didn’t let go. He just stood there waiting for me to scratch him.”