With a grumble from the passenger, the pair bent and picked up the corpse, one lifting the legs and the other hooking their arms beneath the body's armpits. They grimaced in disgust as old blood sloshed from the wound, splattering to the ground in thick, reddish-black splotches. They swung the sheep into the air, and up its body flew, landing in a heap atop the pile of bodies stacked in the truck's bed. With the day's work at an end, at least as far as the pair were concerned, they clambered back into the truck and headed to the dump.