Thanks to everyone who stopped by to see us at the stand's reopening on Saturday! After being closed for over 3 years, we weren't sure what kind of turnout we would have. Once the stand opened, everything ran smoothly, but we did have a little more craziness than expected that morning. Frankie Blue Eyes, a rabbit, has been on the loose for about a month, but as he was doing no damage, we didn't try real hard to catch him. Of course, Saturday morning he discovered the cabbage transplants we had set out 2 weeks ago and was systematically eating them all. After catching him, which required both Dan and I and a large net on a pole, we had to catch the other 2 boys from that pen. They have not been out since we put wire on the floor of the moveable pen months ago, but not only were they hopping through the yard, but the cats were chasing them. Now the cats have never chased Frankie, but the other boys must have looked like lunch because the cats were really being aggressive. Finally the rabbits are put away, the stand is stocked, and I go to change into something a little nicer than muddy jeans and wet sneakers. Having a few minutes to spare, I thought I'd go into the barnyard and cut a bit of chammomile to pretty up the checkout counter. As I, in a skirt no less, am cutting stems, around the corner of the building comes Wilbur, our boar hog. Now the last thing I wanted was a mud covered 800 pound creature coming to rub all over my nice clean clothes, but Wil thought I might be interested in scratching his back like usual. I'm not sure he understood my threats of turning him into bacon if he got any closer, but we settled on a compromise...I scratched behind his ears and decided that I had enough flowers!
I got to the stand and hoped my animal excitement was over for the day. However, Puff had other ideas. Puff is a great big fluffy housecat that I raised by hand after his mother was killed on the road. Puff was 3 weeks old then and is now 8 years old and spoiled rotten. Puff strode into the stand as if he owned it, and being carried back out several times did not deter him. He thought about jumping up on my table of sauces, probably because they are all in glass jars and they'd make a great mess if he knocked them onto the cement floor. Luckily for me, that was too much work for a lazy cat. Then the people started coming in. I was excited to have customers and Puff was excited to have visitors! He lay in the very middle of the floor and seemed quite pleased to have new friends to pet him. Apparently there were too many new friends because he jumped into the horse drawn sleigh and went to sleep. After awhile he'd feel more sociable and be back down oon the floor, then back to the sleigh again. I will be back at the stand on Saturday from 10 am-2pm and I imagine "Puff the Farm Stand Mascot" will be too. We hope to see you there!