As Allan's doppelganger would say "There's an old Australian stockman lying, dying...."
As to what keeping a couple of thousand sheep is like:
Some years ago a sheep farmer in the Preseli mountains of Wales decided it was time to retire. So he put an advertisement in the Western Telegraph looking for a farm worker to come and take care of the sheep for him.
A week later, he got three replies. One was from a man in Tenby, one was from a man in Carmarthen and one was from a man in Cardigan. He invited them all up to the farm for interview and quickly discovered that although keen, none of them had any farm experience at all.
"Look," he said. "Sheep are pretty dirty, smelly animals and they can be quite overpowering if you're not used to them. I reckon if I sent you out to look after my sheep, in a couple of days you'd all be so fed up of the smell that you'd quit."
"We won't do that," they replied. "We can cope with a few smelly sheep."
"OK," says the farmer. "I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll send the three of you up the mountain with a thousand of my sheep. If any of you can put up with the smell and stay up there for a week, I'll give you the job." So he sends the three of them up the mountain with the sheep.
Three days later the man from Tenby comes back down saying he can't handle the smell any more.
Two days after that, the man from Carmarthen comes down, saying he can't handle the smell any more either.
The day after that, the thousand sheep come back down....