27/05/2026
‼️IMPORTANT‼️
# **I WASN’T RESTING ON MY BACK.
MY OWN BODY WAS STARTING TO CRUSH MY BREATH.**
You might see me in a field and think I look strange.
A sheep on her back.
Legs in the air.
Wool spread against the grass.
A body rocking a little, as if I might simply roll over when I choose.
And the human mind may hesitate.
**She’s sleeping.**
**She’s playing.**
**She’ll get up.**
**It’s probably nothing.**
But it is not nothing.
I am cast.
Stuck upside down in a body that was never meant to stay this way.
My fleece is heavy.
My stomach is full.
My legs cannot find the ground.
Every small struggle uses more strength than it gives back.
And while the field looks peaceful, inside me the danger is growing.
Gas builds.
Pressure rises.
My organs press where they should not.
Breathing becomes harder.
The sky above me becomes the last thing I can see, while the grass I need is just out of reach.
That is the cruel part.
From the road, I may look silly.
But I am not silly.
I am running out of time.
A cast sheep can die quickly, especially in heat, heavy fleece, pregnancy, illness or after struggling too long.
So please do not laugh.
Do not ignore me.
Do not assume the farmer already knows.
If you see a sheep stuck on her back, act quickly but calmly.
If you can identify the farmer, call them immediately.
If the animal is beside a road or in clear danger, contact the farmer, police non-emergency line, RSPCA, or local animal rescue for urgent advice.
If it is safe, legal and you know how, gently roll the sheep back onto her chest and let her recover before she stands.
Do not drag her by the legs.
Do not chase her straight away.
Do not leave her upside down because the field looks quiet.
Because I was not resting on my back.
**I was a living body turned the wrong way round — and every minute made the air inside me harder to reach.**