So Yeah. I really did it.
And I met a five legged sheep called colin on the way:
That’s not to say that the rest of the petting zoo wasn’t just as awesome. Except for the bit where Adey and I were nearly directly responsible for a goose attacking a duckling. Thankfully we managed to rescue him. (In other news, canadian grey geese are freaking nasty and territorial when there’s nesting involved!)
… And they sucked my fingers instead. It was pretty much as weird feeling as it looks. And then I had calf spit on my hand. Thankfully we were there with leslea and her daughter Victoria, so she whipped out a home-made antibacterial, hypoallergenic baby wipe. (also: I know people who carry things like this around with them?! AWESOME.)
And the last birthday petting zoo experience I wanted to share? these dudes, they’re KuneKune Pigs. The brown one snored the whole time, but the stripy one begged for corn, so I threw some at his upturned piggy mouth…
And that reminds me. I should book another dental appointment for next month!