Petting zoo!

A few weeks ago, mommy learned that there was a petting zoo at the Brentwood Country Mart every Sunday. We went three weeks ago for the first time. There were llamas, goats, sheep, hens, roosters, bunnies, guinea pigs, piglets, ducks, turkeys, doggies and ponies, too. Daddy held bunnies, a piglet and ducks while I petted them. I petted the doggies on my own, though. That didn't take any coaxing. But when it came to the baby llama, the goats and the sheep, I didn't want to go near them -- and I certainly didn't want them coming near me. They were very friendly -- they kept coming up to me to say hi. I didn't recall consenting to this. I told them "BYE!" but they wouldn't go away. So I assumed there was a language barrier to their understanding. Instead of "bye," I said "OFF!" They still didn't go away. So I had daddy pick me up.

Apparently, daddy didn't pick me up soon enough. One little girl confused me with one of the animals in the petting zoo because she came up to me and started petting me. I looked at her like she was crazy. Mommy thinks my soft pink coat drew her attention. It's soft, pink, furry and has bunny ears on the hat. It also has a little cottontail (just like Peter's!). I think that little girl is just a wierdo. I looked at her like she was a wierdo and furrowed my brow at her.

All in all, I loved the petting zoo. And despite my reluctance to get near the goats, for the next week, all I would talk about were the goats. I told stories galore about what the goats did, how many there were, how they pooped on the ground, how mommy, daddy and I stepped in goat poop and got our shoes dirty and how we had to take our shoes off so we could wash them. I told grandma my stories at least 400 times. And she still wanted to hear more! I had mommy show me pictures of the goat on her camera. I petted the goat on the camera and insisted I would pet the goat in person, too. I had mommy draw me pictures of goats and I petted those goats, too. You'll find some pictures (with my commentary) below.

The next weekend was Memorial Day weekend. After one week of anticipation (to see the "goooooooat, llaaaaamaaaaa, tuuuuurkeeeeey") and one week of insisting that I would pet the goats, we headed back to the petting zoo! I didn't want anything to do with the goat. Or the llama. Or the turkey. The bunnies and ducks were okay, but the rest of those stinky animals needed to go BYE. One thing I did do the second time, though, was ride a pony! I loved my pony ride. It was so much fun.

I can't wait to go again! In fact, we're going back to the petting zoo today! I haven't decided what kind of reception the goat and the llama will get, but I know I'll be excited to see my pony again.



BYE! And if you don't understand that, OFF!

I watched the duck walk, and then I walked like the duck by shaking my butt.

I was petting the bunny and minding my own business when this nosy llama started invading my personal space! I told him "NO!" but he still didn't back off. He must be hard of hearing.

Quack. Don't think I don't see the goats and sheep heading this way. OFF!

At first, I was confused that this was allegedly a piglet. He didn't look anything like Miss Piggy. But once mommy and daddy started calling him piglet instead of piggy, it made sense -- he's not the same breed as Miss Piggy. Clearly. For starters, Miss Piggy is pink, wears pretty dresses and says "HIYA!" The piglet is black, lightly furry and he says "snort oink snort." They're different indeed.

The piglet was so noisy! When daddy picked him up, he started snorting up a storm. It was so funny! Mommy had him pick up the piglet three more times, just to hear the noises! She also got it on video so we could hear his funny noises anytime we want. I make her play the video for me often. It's great fun!