Done with Pets

These are the stupid geese! (or I guess I'm the stupid one for getting so close)


K, I was reminded today that I am SO NOT an animal/pet person. Seriously, I have the worst luck. Today a bunch of us went to Dane's Dairy "Petting" Farm and some dumb goose bit me and Hallie on the arm. It was kinda funny though. They were in a gated area and we bent down in front of the gate to get a picture. All of the sudden I feel this pinch on my arm and see the goose's head poking through the fence getting me. So I yelled and then two seconds later I hear Hallie crying and see the goose getting her too. She totally has a mark on her arm from the stupid goose. It was still fun. Hallie didn't care too much to see anymore of the animals after that but to be honest, I think that she has seen more farm animals in this one summer than I have in my whole life! Guess that's what happens when you live in Iowa :) Which reminds me that I still haven't posted any pics from the good ol' State Fair. Anyways, I think Hallie got over the goose bite real quick when she got to devour an ice cream cone after (thanks for the pics Jen).

Second reason I'm done with animals...I can't even take care of a fish. Hallie is pretty obsessed with goldfish lately. Anytime she sees a fish in a book or anything she makes the little fishy face and a funny noise (I think she is obsessed because Elmo has a goldfish). So awhile ago we took her to the pet store and got her 3 goldfish. They are great and all, but seriously...I didn't know that they pooped so much and that I'd have to clean the bowl! I have the worst luck with animals that I honestly thought (and secretly hoped) they'd die before it came time to clean the bowl. Let's just say it was quite the experience. One almost fell in the toilet with his poop and I had no idea what I was doing. I almost lost one too. I finally got them to jump into a cup so I could clean out their bowl and when I came back, one was missing!!! It had jumped into the sink. And so I had to touch it and put it back in the bowl. Gross!!! When I touched it, it brought back a flashback to my highschool days when our entire cheer squad had to eat a goldfish! And the girls that chickened out I thought were such weenies! I think I would be the weenie now. (Sarah, I hope you weren't the weenie, I can't remember :))Anyways, so this wonderful pet day has reminded me why I don't care for animals. I think I'll wait until Hallie is old enough to clean up it's poop. Sorry for the tangent, I just had to vent because Aaron is gone :) We will be so glad when his 6 pm to 9:30 a.m. shifts are over!!