the County Fair and no Chickens

Mr. Mustard

Ali during showmanship

Keeping eye contact with the judge.

The chicken's I didn't come home with.

Mr. Mustard didn't do so well this year.

He took 3rd place.

Only 1st and 2nd place were able to sell.

Now we have to look for a home for him.

Preferably,

somewhere with cooler temps.

I think my hubby did a sigh of relief

when I didn't go to the auction.

I can get a little crazy at auctions.

But did you know that you can order chicken's on line?

Petie

Life lately

pics from my tumblr

The weather here has been strange.

Hot, then windy and now cold.

Rain is supposedly on its way.

Will believe it when I see it or smell it.

I love the smell of rain on the desert.

The county fair has started.

Mr. Mustard is in a cage in one of the buildings.

The prospect of letting him go is hard.

Even though, Arizona summers are not for rabbits.

I don't allow pets in the house.

Hence, he has to go.

Last summer, just about did him in.

I have been dreaming about bidding on 

a few of the chickens at the auction.

If I have the chickens, then my hubby will have to build me

a chicken house.

Petie