My sister and I were each given a rabbit when we were young. We both named our bunnies Fluffy. One day, I thought Holly's bunny wanted to go for a walk so I let him out of his cage. He hopped away never to be seen again... until now. I found him at the state fair.
The next stop was the sheep barn where I found this poor guy. A sheep wearing a jacket is not normal. I think it's designer. Maybe Dolce & GaBAAAAAAna. Okay, that was a bad joke.
And of course no trip to the fair is complete without a trip to the cow barn. Greg and I have matching freckles and matching tats. They're pretty mean looking. I think we'd fit in at Sturgis.
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