Lá amháin i dteach tábhairne beag teolaí i nGaillimh, bhí triúr cairde ag suí ag bord adhmaid cois tine lasta.

One day in a small cozy pub in Galway, three friends were sitting at a wooden table beside a blazing fire.

Bhí na ballaí maisithe le huirlisí ceoil seanré agus grianghraif bheaga d'fhir iascaireachta.

The walls were adorned with traditional musical instruments and small photos of fishermen.

Bhí Seamus, Aoife, agus Pádraig ag ól agus ag comhrá go socair.

Seamus, Aoife, and Pádraig were drinking and conversing calmly.

Bhí Seamus ina shuí idir Aoife agus Pádraig, agus é ag súil go mór le hoíche shuaimhneach leo.

Seamus was sitting between Aoife and Pádraig, eagerly looking forward to a peaceful evening with them.

Ba ghearr go raibh Seamus tar éis pínt nó dhó a ól agus thosaigh a chuid focail ag meascadh le chéile.

Before long, Seamus had downed a pint or two and started mixing his words.

Ag éisteacht le gcainteanna faoi laethanta sean agus amhráin traidisiúnta, bhain Seamus sult as an atmaisféar.

Listening to conversations about olden days and traditional songs, Seamus enjoyed the atmosphere.

"Ó, tabharfaidh mé cuairt ar an leithreas," arsa Pádraig agus é ag éirí óna shuí, agus bhog sé amach as an radharc.

"Oh, I'll visit the restroom," said Pádraig, rising from his seat and moving out of sight.

Chas Aoife a haghaidh i dtreo an stáitse beag, áit a raibh ceoltóirí ag bailiú lena n-uirlisí.

Aoife turned her head towards the small stage, where musicians were gathering with their instruments.

Bhí Seamus ina aonar ag an mbord.

Seamus was alone at the table.

Bhí a intinn ag snámh sna tonnta alcóil a bhí sé tar éis a ól.

His mind was swimming in the alcohol-induced waves he'd consumed.

Tar éis tamaill, shleamhnaigh Seamus óna chathaoir agus thosaigh sé ag siúl timpeall an tí tábhairne, agus é ag lorg Pádraig.

After a while, Seamus slipped out of his chair and began walking around the pub, searching for Pádraig.

Ach bhí an tábhairne lán le daoine móra agus beaga, agus bhí sé deacair dul i measc na slua.

But the pub was packed with people big and small, and it was hard to navigate through the crowd.

Taobh amuigh de dhoras cúil an tí tábhairne, bhris Seamus amach san aer úr.

Outside the back door of the pub, Seamus breathed in the fresh air.

Ag siúl sa ghairdín beag, chonaic Seamus amach as cúinne a shúile figure leathanaigh, bán.

Walking in the small garden, Seamus saw out of the corner of his eye a broad, white figure.

"A Phádraig," arsa Seamus, ag síneadh amach a lámh chun a chara a thapú ar an ghualainn.

"Pádraig," said Seamus, reaching out his hand to tap his friend on the shoulder.

Ach ní Pádraig a bhí ann ar chor ar bith.

But it wasn't Pádraig at all.

Ba caora a bhí ann, le haghaidh an fhírinne a insint, agus í ag ineall go suaimhneach faoin spéir réaltach.

It was a sheep, peacefully resting under the starry sky.

"Ó, gabh mo leithscéal," gáirí Seamus, ag tabhairt aire don mhearú aige.

"Oh, excuse me," laughed Seamus, attending to his mistake.

Pilleann sé ar ais taobh istigh, agus insíonn sé a scéal do Aoife, a bhí ag gáire go croíúil anois.

He returned inside, telling his story to Aoife, who was now laughing heartily.

D'fhill Pádraig, agus é ag féachaint ar cheithre thimpeall, feargach faoin meascán suas.

Pádraig returned, looking around angrily for the mixing up.

Ach ní raibh ach gáire agus spórt sa deireadh nuair a chuala sé faoin eachtra.

But there was only laughter and fun in the end when he heard about the incident.

"Déarfaimid gur mheasc an fíon le do chéill!

"We'll say the wine got the better of you!"

" a dúirt sé le Seamus, agus iad araon ag gáire go hard.

he said to Seamus, and both of them laughed loudly.

Ón lá sin amach, bhí scéal faoi Seamus agus an chaora mar chuid de scéalta tí tábhairne Ghailimh, agus bhí ceacht le foghlaim acu: Uaireanta bíonn na caoirigh níos cosúla le do chairde ná mar a cheapfá, ach tá sé tábhachtach fanacht sobhriste go leor chun fios a bheith agat cén difríocht!

From that day on, the story of Seamus and the sheep was part of the tales of Galway's pubs, and they learned a lesson: Sometimes, the sheep are more like your friends than you'd think, but it's important to stay sober enough to know the difference!

Chríochnaigh an oíche le hamhráin, gáire, agus cuimhne greannmhar a mhairfeadh go deo i measc cairde, i dteach tábhairne beag, teolaí i nGaillimh.

The night ended with songs, laughter, and a funny memory that would last forever among friends, in a small cozy pub in Galway.