I found Eustice The Sheep lost and lonely on a clearance table at a Tuesday Morning store. When I picked him up to see the price tag stuck to his feet he asked me to take him home with me. He was so polite there was no possible way for me to refuse him. I placed him gently into my shopping cart. I mean, I could have tried to refuse… but that would have meant answering out loud and engaging in a debate with a very polite sheep. That just seemed like the wrong thing to do. Eustice immediately started calling me The Nice Lady, and he’s been charming me into behaving badly ever since.