The million sheep in the country are chased out into the countryside every spring, free to graze the whole country. After weaning the lambs and fattening, the country spends a couple of days in September gathering the sheep into local "réttirs". The sheep are then subdivided into each owner's wedge of the pie, sort by their ear tags. Reportedly some farmers recognize each of their sheep by sight. One of our hotel clerks in the countryside, a farm boy, noted that his uncle can name all of his sheep from afar. The boy then shrugged, smiled, and told me "don't know how he does it. They all look the same to me".