An Afternoon on the Farm (and a nap taken way too late...)
I will agree with Ernesto that the trip to the farm was a nice little venture and it gave David a chance to see where all that meat Daddy eats comes from. But David was a little out of it that afternoon and was ready to sleep but instead, sat in the back carrier, sweating from the thick, wet air while small, non-biting, yet highly irritating bugs swarmed around his head. He looked a little dazed to say the least. Perhaps he thought he was caught in one of his story books, except these animals didn't have smiles on their faces and looked rather suspicious of us.

David did seem to enjoy the baby chicks, but his favorite farm animal of all was Jake, the neighbor's cat. This big orange and yellow striped cat followed us everywhere, and while it wasn't harrassing the donkey it was rubbing up against my leg. I let David down to see him and it was all over him. It kept batting its fluffy tail in David's face, letting loose hundreds of fine cat hairs each time, most of which stuck to David's sweaty face. Of course he didn't care. He was just delighted that this animal seemed so smitten with him and he was laughing out loud in delight.

We finally made our meat purchases, headed home and minutes later David was fast alseep- and I wasn't far behind. Maybe it was all that fresh air that us city folk aren't used to breathing, but our day on the farm wiped David and I out. And I think it just made Ernie hungry...mmmm....meat....