April 18th, 2011
I spent my Saturday with a couple kids, a sheep, a rabbit, and a cow. Kids, as in baby goats. It was awesome. I love animals.
I volunteered at a carnival's petting zoo. I was the monitor, and when the kids came in to pet the animals, I was to make sure they didn't abuse or feed the pets.
There was also a dog who was utterly sweet, but had a neurotic tendency to seek comfort between people's legs. Since I was the only biped in the cage, Jennie would wander around, let herself be petted, and then recharge her mental batteries by sticking her head between my legs for five seconds. This happened every 10-15 minutes. It was ridiculous but endearing, though by the end of my shift, there were saliva and fur streaks on the pants that appeared a little strange.
This dog also did the neatest trick. When she had to pee, she sat down and held up her paw (like that Asian ceramic cat) till her owner came to let her out.
The goats, meanwhile, were nibbling on anything they could. They mostly tried to eat Jennie's decorative handkerchief collar, but my pants were a suitable substitute, as was my purse or car keys hanging off it. It was easier when there were children in the cage, because that offered the goats more cuisine items.
I thought being in charge of a constant flow of children would be difficult and tiring, but it really wasn't. The kids listened well and were nice to the animals. To my surprise, it was my own child who was the most disruptive!
I think she was taking advantage of my relationship to her, because she was ignoring me when I told her to stop hoarding/strangling/feeding the goat. I had to tell her ten times, and she would always pout and make a face before eventually disobeying me again.
She and another little boy developed a fixation on the all-white baby goat, and they started fighting over it. I told them to take turns, but they wouldn't. I then had this really mommy moment: "If you kids keep fighting, I will ban both of you from the goat. Then nobody plays with it." They kept fighting, and I kept my promise to some very sulky preschoolers.
All in all, though, a really nice day, and of course, I welcome anything that will occupy my child for half a day. She was very tired when we got home- excellent!
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