I love the fair. Every year I get more excited about going to the fair than just about anything that happens throughout the entire year. We always go at least two times. We go on the very first day it opens with our best friends, Joe and Val. We eat and eat and eat and eat and have a great time walking around. We go to the animal tents and I always think that I am going to get a baby bunny, a baby goat, a baby chicken (some sort of animal that we just don't need). Well, this year was no exception!!!! This year I decided that the baby goats were the cutest things I had ever seen and we really needed a goat (even though Val explained that they ate everything)my goat would be just like a pet, he/she would be the perfectly sweetest goat in the entire world. Who knows what I was thinking but one look at those precious babies, and I had to have one. John always says that God makes all baby animals cute so that they will be taken care of.
Well, John and I went to the fair last Saturday, just the two of us. We walked hand in hand - we laughed, we ate, we had a great date! Toward the end of the night when my feet were killing me and I was moaning and groaning about how I needed to get home, over the loud speaker I hear that there is an auction of the live stock - Oh dear - I am going to get my goat!!! For some reason, my feet, which had been killing me and were preventing me from walking at a normal pace, stopped hurting so that I could pick up the pace and get clear across the fairgrounds to the other side where there was a tent that held the auction. As I was approaching, I could hear the auctioneer - he was talking fast and loud - $1.25 - $1.50 - $1.75 and on and on. My mind was thinking - how can these animals be so cheap? I will actually be able to afford this! How am I going to explain a goat to my family - they will think I am crazy!!! I get into the tent, which is full of guys in cowboy hats and boots, and I see on the stage - a big steer! The lights come on in my head. They are selling that poor steer - per pound!!!! This was not an auction for cute livestock but an auction for meat.
With my hopes of a baby goat gone and my head low, I walked out of that tent. Now I know I don't need a goat - I don't need a rabbit - I don't need any chickens- I don't need anything else to feed but to be completely honest, if I could have - I would now own a steer. I would never have made it on a farm!!!
I still love the fair though! Can't wait until next year.
Well, John and I went to the fair last Saturday, just the two of us. We walked hand in hand - we laughed, we ate, we had a great date! Toward the end of the night when my feet were killing me and I was moaning and groaning about how I needed to get home, over the loud speaker I hear that there is an auction of the live stock - Oh dear - I am going to get my goat!!! For some reason, my feet, which had been killing me and were preventing me from walking at a normal pace, stopped hurting so that I could pick up the pace and get clear across the fairgrounds to the other side where there was a tent that held the auction. As I was approaching, I could hear the auctioneer - he was talking fast and loud - $1.25 - $1.50 - $1.75 and on and on. My mind was thinking - how can these animals be so cheap? I will actually be able to afford this! How am I going to explain a goat to my family - they will think I am crazy!!! I get into the tent, which is full of guys in cowboy hats and boots, and I see on the stage - a big steer! The lights come on in my head. They are selling that poor steer - per pound!!!! This was not an auction for cute livestock but an auction for meat.
With my hopes of a baby goat gone and my head low, I walked out of that tent. Now I know I don't need a goat - I don't need a rabbit - I don't need any chickens- I don't need anything else to feed but to be completely honest, if I could have - I would now own a steer. I would never have made it on a farm!!!
I still love the fair though! Can't wait until next year.
I read this & laughed the whole time!
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Some things never change -- you sure do love the fair and your animals. Love you.
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