A flock of sheep is just like a crowd of people.

They all have different expressions, and have different dispositions." "They all look alike to me," said Miss Laura.
"I dare say.

You are not accustomed to them.

Do you know how to tell a sheep's age ?" "No, uncle." "Here, open your mouth, Cosset," he said to the lamb that he still held.
"At one year they have two teeth in the centre of the jaw.

They get two teeth more every year up to five years.