Sheep with no legs

Today I wore a shirt that has a squeep on it -- my first purchase from etsy.com. I am out of the closet at work as far as quitting goes, so the two raging questions of the day were "Is it true that you're leaving?" followed quickly by "What is that thing on your shirt?".



Then, fortune cookies entered the picture thanks to a company party in the afternoon. The guy next to me got a fortune that says:

Q: What is a sheep with no legs? A: a cloud.

He agreed it was meant for me, and I have it in my wallet.