At the county fair

[stgulik]

We have lived in this county over twenty years, yet up until today, we have never been to the fair! I think it's because we had always saved our time and energy for the bigger 'n' better state fair, which runs in August. But today we decided on the spur of the moment to see what our county puts together. (Sorry no pictures! My current cell phone is a flip model circa 2006, and the camera is such a potato, I could carve better photographs out of marble.)

Top Seven Moments of the County Fair

7. Chinese acrobats
6. Pick-pocket goats at the 4-H exhibition
5. Bored white cows with little bored white calves. And just who's watching whom, human?
4. The fact that all the kiddie finger paint art entries got Second Place.
3. Beautiful, heavenly weather
2. Duck races!
1. Little kids at the duck races

Comments

[mimimanderly.livejournal.com]

I can attest to the criminality of the goat mind. They have goats at the farm market I go to, and I visit them and give them head scritches. During the winter, one of the goats somehow hooked his horn into one of my cashmere fingerless gloves, and tossed it off my hand and into his pen, where he promptly put his hoof down on it. I couldn't fit my hand between the bars of the pen, so I had to use a stick, but he wouldn't get off my glove! Then his accomplice came over to sniff at the glove and I was worried that he might eat it. Finally, the first goat lifted his hoof and I flung the glove back on my side of the enclosure -- besmirched with goat poop and with a tear along the finger. I washed it, repaired it, and the goats and I are friends again. But I'm careful about those tricksy horns now!

[stgulik.livejournal.com]

I will heed your cautionary tale! As I was saying above, one of the goats had figured out the latch on his enclosure, and was patiently working it with his teeth, trying to open the gate. If goats ever really organize, it will spell trouble for the human race.