We visited a working farm today for playgroup. The girls and I were the first to arrive. We all got out of the car and moseyed over to see some chickens. Then we met the first friendly dog and that's when the Scream-O-Rama began. There was another dog as well, and a couple of kittens. Everytime any animal would look at/head towards/think about sniffing the girls they would both scream. Not a sweet scream like, "Okay...I don't like this..."it was more like, "Oh Crap Mommy! This animal is going to eat me!" It was headache inducing, but I knew that if we didn't stay the girls would leave scared. So, we endured.
Here is a mommy goose. She kept her distance.Sydney was really just sympathy screaming when Kathryn was, so Farmer Pat picked her up and that's where she stayed until we left.
They gave us some carrots to feed the horses and they loved it. Even when we were finished they continued to follow us around. Now, I can understand being a little wary of a horse. They're huge! And have no facial expression. Their happy face looks just like their mad face, which looks just like their indifferent face. At least to me.
The smelly cows. These are the (huge) babies. The oldest one was about a year!
I'm happy to say that by the end of our visit, the screaming had ceased. The cats would run by us and she would scoot a little closer to me, but (thank goodness) no screaming. When we were leaving she said to me, "Mom, that was fun! And my eyes aren't wet anymore!"







