[There is a sheep in the library. Trying to shelve books. Naturally, this is not going very well, mostly because a. lack of hands and b. lack of height. Then there is c. librarian that is giving the poor sheep a lecture on how the distinct smell of sheep is not something that she wants on her books. Two students are standing nearby and discussing with low voices why the hell there is a sheep ....all in all this corner of the library is not particularely quiet right now.

Finally, the sheep replies to the scolding, trying to sound jovial but clearly a bit stressed out.] I'll take my day off today then. See you tomorrow, mate, and if you're up for a pint later, you'll have to pay because I can't carry a wallet right now. [And with a nudge to the poor librarian's butt, the sheep is trotting down the aisle, towards you.]