Fauxhawk's sissy is a part of a farming and handcrafting community in Pennsylvania that includes adults with developmental disabilities. It's a wonderfully vibrant, creative place that tries as much as possible to be self-sustaining and ecologically responsible.
Before we arrived, I made my expectations clear. Fauxhawk was on the program, so when his sister asked us what we wanted to do, he said (in a slightly over-enthusiastic way), "WE WANT TO SEE BABY ANIMALS!"
Off we went. Though there were no piglets in sight, their mamas came over to say hi.
The girls were all charm. We hit it off immediately, commiserating about itchy dry skin, winter weight gain, and facial hair. Fauxhawk, whose mother raised a pig every year, ingratiated himself by scratching their backs with a garden rake. ECSTASY.
Two black lambs and a herd of sheep wanted nothing to do with us. It took all of my self control not to hop the fence and cuddle a lamb, but I did manage to make a little friend, who suckled my fingers and nuzzled my camera lens.
I have a soft spot for donkeys - they always look so long-suffering and miserable. These two forgot to take their Prozac and moped around quite a bit. DO SOMETHING CUTE, YO! C'MON!
They did everything in unison and had the fuzziest, most perfectest ears.
