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Avila Barn Petting Zoo

In most businesses, the excitement is inside the store.  Not at the Barn Store.  Excitement is not in the air either.  It’s on the grounds.

People love to ride things, and watch people riding things.  Bring back the 50s where we all sat on a pony dressed in a cowboy outfits.  The pony walked around the yard – or it didn’t, and practically every child within 5 years of my age in either direction has that same picture of themselves and all their siblings.  Grandma knows!

Of course ponies aren’t the only things on farms that move.  In real life people want to move fast.  The faster the better, but on a vacation people throng to ride 2-5 miles an hour to watch as plants grow right before their very eyes.  At least for 5-10 minutes.  Then they are off and the next batch runs over to jump on the trailer.

The only one that might have wanted to go that couldn’t was the rooster.  I think he went away mad.

Everyone loves to eat.  At the petting zoo animals stationed in pens around the barns called out to young customers, “Bring me something green, my pretties.”  One of them even graced his benefactor with a grateful kiss. I was a split second too late with my trigger finger, but you get the idea.

Some of them shouted at their onlookers like vendors trying to attract customers.

Some of us egged them on.  BAAAAAAAA.

One little guy TRIED his best to be subtle, but maybe he was too young to understand the art.  The bull in a china shop technique seemed to come more naturally to him.

Most people read the sign, but this little one was SO cute.

He finally got tired of waiting and took matters into his own hands – against Leslie’s warning NOOOOOOOOOOO.  (which rhymes with moo)  I’d say that calves enter the rebellious stage EVEN earlier than humans.

“Should I eat these fingers?  Where’s the food, my pretty?  Maybe you’d just like to GO AWAY!”

Maybe Superman can figure out where to get some food.

ALMOST everyone loved the petting zoo.

“Ugh, I don’t really see the appeal to those ANIMALS.  Look at this body.  I’m too cute!  I work out!”

The rest of us were delighted at the petting zoo.  We heard about a New York City girl who was afraid of flying bears.  No one in our group even looked UP to make sure there were just birds up there.

During our whole stay we didn’t see any flying bears, only a few seals on the rocks.  And that’s a story for another day.

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Hi, I'm Marsha Ingrao, a retired educator and wife of a retired realtor. My all-consuming hobby is blogging and it has changed my life. My friends live all over the world. In November 2020, we sold everything and retired to the mile-high desert of Prescott, AZ. We live less than five miles from the Granite Dells, four lakes, and hundreds of trails with our dog, Kalev, and two cats, Moji and Nutter Butter. Vince's sister came with us and lives close by. Every day is a new adventure.

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