You'd think walking "the road" and swimming were enough for one day, wouldn'tcha? Well, you haven't lived until you've done a one-day power vacation like The Princess and I just did.
Next stop: Hoppy's farm. He had goats...
And llamas...
And one particularly curious goat who nipped The Princess's finger, right in the middle of Great Grammie's question: "He's not going to..." Yes, Great Grammie, that is exactly what he is going to do. This here's the culprit.
The Princess wasn't too happy, and he actually drew blood, so here I am singing "Raisins" and trying to clean up her finger. The poor thing has never had good luck with goats...this makes me think of The Petting Zoo Incident, when Grumma and I took The Princess into a petting zoo where the goats were used to being fed. They swarmed The Princess, and I swear she climbed me with no assistance whatsoever, screeching all the way. Point taken, Princess. No more goats.
Not even the cute two-week-old baby kind.
Cows are somethin' new to The Princess. I figured I'd keep her over in the corner where she could make a quick escape. She jettisoned off that fence and onto my hip so fast I barely saw her move. Poor kid. Okay, no more livestock today, I promise.
A walk with Nana, far away from the big, scary llamas, goats, and cows is far more along the lines of what The Princess finds to be fun.
'Splorin' with Papa really hit the spot, too.
I may be a little slow on the uptake, but I've finally gotten The Princess's message. No livestock, no how. I can deal with that, though I have a hard time understanding why horses are okay and the others aren't. Oh, well. At least I can start on my "Acceptable Livestock" list for future reference.
Oh man, poor kiddo. I can't believe he bit her! I don't really like goats either. I think they're scary looking so I don't blame her.
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