One of my fave definitions is how you move your sheep.
Chase 'em with a quad and / or dog, you're a farmer.
Call 'em, you're a smallholder.
Imperfect, I know, but I enjoy it. And it reminds me of a funny incident from a 2-day course I did many moons ago. It was run by the local farm veterinary practice and it was called "Ruminant Health for Smallholders". I still use things I was taught on that course, it was bloomin' good. Anyway, the second day was practical, and we went to a smallholding to handle sheep and cattle. We did the cattle first, all went well (except the intelligent Red Devon cow we were using learned that everyone wanted to pull her tongue out of her mouth so by the end was just flopping it out for you before you even touched her
.) Then onto the sheep. First we had to get them in out of the field. The smallholder went off with one group and the vet took my group. No dog, we were directed to get behind the sheep and drive them. Well, no such luck, the dang things kept getting behind us! Of course they were used to being led in, they had no concept of being driven. One of the other participants pointed this out, very red-faced vet
. Soon as we reversed the operation and all just walked out of the field, the sheep just followed us like... well, like lambs!