Day Thirty-five: Barnyard Birthday

no touching

Took my friend to the local ice cream and dairy barn place. We ate lunch and before she could take her first bite of the quesadilla I stole her plate, made her close her eyes and lit some candles in it.

She was out of state when her birthday rolled around, but I made up for it when she came to visit.

We also had to take pictures with the cow who had a big sign on her side saying “No touching or leaning.” Kicks has to test the limits.

Two ladies from a bus load of elderly folks exclaimed “Does she only have two teetsies? Oh my, poor girl.” We choked on our ice cream and glanced over to check out the anatomically incorrect milk cow.

Happy Birthday, Kicks!