So I took Bashful to the State Fair of Virginia, as you saw in yesterday’s post. Since we’re on the lam, I thought it’d be a good idea to see some sights along the way.
He didn’t want to ride the ferris wheel. (Come to think of it, I didn’t either. I’m not too fond of heights.)
At the fair they have all kinds of animals for kids to see (and adults, too). (Can you imagine not knowing what a piggy looks like? We never did see any pet rocks, though.)
I think this made Bashful homesick. He missesBacon and friends. I thought he’d like to visit some piggys, but I guess I was wrong. He’s sulking at the moment. Just rolled over and made himself a home in the cedar shavings and there he stays.
Oh me. What shall I do? Keep showing him the sights, or…
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