The lamp stays on.

The sheep came downstairs with me last night. It stopped beside the desk while I sorted the roof-door paperwork. There was enough room for the sheep or the open drawer. I closed the drawer.

When I reached for the lamp, it lifted its head. I left it on.

The care manual recommends a quiet, dry place to rest. Its illustration shows an enclosure considerably larger than my apartment. I have written “desk” beside it.

This morning the sheep was still asleep. I worked around it.

There is a lamp in the catalogue advertised specifically for animals. It costs more than this one. This one appears to work.