Hi all. As some of you may know, I have now spent half my life (little over a week - actually, but feels like a lifetime) at the fair with my goat girls.
Someone please remind me next year not to do this again....well at least for not this long of a stretch. I have had to swap out goats 3 times so far. Guess the girls cant take the pressure haha!. so much noise, so many children, so many little hands, so hot, so dusty, such long days...etc.
Anyway I have met some very interesting folks here. I will tell you 2 short stories, but then I have to scoot. This is the big weekend with all the Holiday festivities and I can't wait for Tuesday !!!
I have been befriended by a family from France who are here visiting their family with another livestock exhibit. These folks are very nice and the whole family are sporting mullets. Yes, thats right. Business in the front, party in the back "mullets" Apparently they are all the rage in Europe where they are pronounced "moolaays". lol!
hummmm, I guess everything old is new again.
The next little story happened yesterday.
I was standing in line at the beer garden. Hot, sweaty, dust covered. Picking random bits of hay out of my hair and dusting off my jeans to the best of my ability. Goat poo on my western boots...waiting for that beer...
"hey cowgirl!" I hear behind me, I turn figuring they're talking to me. I turn and standing there is this tall hunk of cowboy with 2 beers and hes handing one to me. "Thanks" I said reaching for the beer. What events are you riding in he asks, smiling at me. Oh, I replied, I'm here with a dairy goat exhibit. He reaches out, grabs the beer back and say " sorry, I mistook you for a REAL cowgirl! and walks off !!!
But...I sputter after him...but ... I have horses too......
and he was gone.
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