Critters

You know that thing where life sort of conspires against you and you decide you Simply Must Leave For A Bit.  There’s really not any choice about it, you just need to Flee.  Yeah, well, that’s been going on.  So last weekend, I fled.  I went down to the Kentucky Sheep and Fiber Festival with a friend for a bit of relaxation and distraction (plus a bit of scheming…because really you need some scheming in any good weekend).

As often happens at these things, there were critters.  Critters are quite good at providing distractions.  There were live silk worms (which I’ve never seen before and which were handled by a small child with much more equanimity than I could have mustered).

DSC00608Sheep and goats (and no, not I’m not sure which are which, I swear the distinctions between the two are rather more subtle than your average picture book would lead you to believe).

DSC00615

DSC00626

DSC00625Alpacas and llamas (again, I can never remember which is which, but I do know the critter on the leash there is named Puddin’, which should make up for my other failings).

DSC00619

DSC00618And even bunnies (which I always want to take home and train to serve as couch cushions…though I realize that plan would present some difficulties).

DSC00613There was yarn, too, but that will have to wait for the next post.  It’s getting a bit of a repair right now and I need to see how that works out before I can report back.

More Critters

Earlier this month, we visited Maryland Sheep & Wool and got in our yearly recommended dose of sheepy goodness.  Yesterday, we stopped by the Great Lakes Fiber Show to round out our furry animal intake.  We also consumed our yearly ration of sugar-coated fried dough products (yes I know funnel cakes will kill you, but I’m hoping that eating half of one every other year will kill me fairly slowly).

These cuties were freshly shorn and wanted to show off for the camera:

I just can’t get over their fluffy giant heads on their tiny skinny necks.  They look like toys.  The Boy swears they must have been the inspiration for ewoks.

And of course, the bunnies.  Their cuteness needs no explanation.  One of these guys (one of the white ones, though I can’t swear which one) was playing Houdini and escaped from his enclosure.  He was safely retrieved, but I fear he may have been plotting another field trip.  He seemed like the sneaky type.