On the Lamb

 

 

I gave the scent to Agnes, my tracking sheep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

In no time at all she had tracked our subject to the beach

 

 

At the water's edge the trail took a sharp left  -

so we did too

 

(Your other left)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Eventually we came to an old building

having a very small door

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The sheep and I  both knew we were at the right spot

 

but where was the doorknob?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Luckily Agnes remembered that she always

keeps a spare doorknob in her backpack.

 

 

 

Much like this one

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sadly however, we discovered it was

for an inside door

 

 

 

 

There was no way it was going to work on

this door.

 

 

 

 

 

We walked around back

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There was an alley

and a little lite wine

 

 

or wine light

 

 

It didn't help

 

 

 

 

 

 

All we could do was to walk back to the

little wooden door and knock

 

 

Sheepishly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It looked like we were at a dead end

 

so we headed to a small, sidewalk café

to get some lunch

 

 

 

We waited a long time

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After a while the manager came out

and apologized for taking so long

 

 

He was hesitant to tell us

the day's special was M.L.T.'s

 

 

Mutton, Lettuce & Tomato

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Agnes and I looked at each other

 

I could tell

 

she didn't understand.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 What?