Getting old...

Brownies organised county trip today. We took 19 of our 30girls to a local petting farm to be a part of 200ish brownie's activity day.

Ohmygosh it was tiring. I can't keep up with 7-10 year olds. Littlemonkey came too and enjoyed stroking the animals, he loved the big momma pig who appeared to like him too. She was even gentler with him than she was with the older kids. Maybe it was down to the woof sounds he was pointing in her direction.

Note to self, do not let him have baby chickens as he patted one like he does the horses and I feared for its life.

Speaking of horses, harv's wound is looking much better in just 24hours although if he's not careful he'll find himself being shot by the farmer for making slinkys out of fences and hanging out with the bullocks. He'll never learn...