Took the family to the fair last week, it's become a tradition. And yes, we pretty much go for the food. Sigh.
Sadly, here is an example of what happens when a group of young sheep hang out together too much, unsupervised and directionless; they go baaad.
Notice the hooded robes. They are known as the uuu clan. It's alarming and disappointing.
And saaa
d.
Ewe talking to me??
yeah, I've got your number, "fluffy"....
Dad's the fun one. Nobody wants to walk with mommy anymore.
But, it's all fun and games- until somebody gets hurt...then they come running to me...
-this is part 1 of our day at the fair, see part 2 *here*