There’s Goat to be a First Time for Everything
Previous Update, 1/11/20 Safari So Good
As many of you know, I work as an educator at a historical property that serves as a rescue farm. We have a lot of phenomenal programs- a historical fiction class, an intensive and hands-on archaeology program, Colonial presentations, but our most popular offerings are Day at the Farm and Farm Friends. At the farm, we have Sukey the horse, Roger the Donkey, two ginormous 800 plus pound pigs, 3 goats, 2 cats, chickens and sheep. I don’t know how many sheep because every time I try to count them, I fall asleep!
Every Friday, I have a preschool group that comes to feed the animals, listen to a story I read, do a craft, go on a tractor ride.
I never thought that I would work with or be comfortable with little kids or animals, but it’s a pretty sweet gig.
On past trips, I have never been to Rafiki’s Planet Watch. I was really excited that we planned to go on this trip, and I would get to experience it with an almost 3-year-old. And coincidentally, we would be there right at the same I normally have my Farm Friends class.
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We were on the first train over to Rafiki’s Planet Watch at 9:30. It was cool seeing this rhino in the backstage area.
This way!
In the “Affection Station” guests can interact with goats, sheep and mini donkeys.
I texted these pictures to my manager at work, who was covering for me at my Farm Friends class:
“Look what I’m doing right now! Say hi to the kids for Miss Dee” and
Is there room in the budget for a goat playground?
She sent me back a picture of one of the toddlers in our group all bundled up in the driver’s seat of our tractor. Apparently, it was pretty cold back home!
I was really looking forward to watching S. interacting with the animals. She spent a few seconds brushing a goat, but the sand in her
crocs really bothered her, so we moved on and went inside the building.
We peeked into the operating room, but there was nothing going on. That’s good news for the critters!
We needed to get back on the train to the main park for our breakfast reservation at Tusker house.
We went to pick up the stroller from where we left it in the lot.
And
We couldn’t find it!!!
Not again!
When you
rent a stroller, it has your name on a placard in a little transparent window so that you can identify the one that is yours.
After a second search of the lot we found a stroller with this:
Turns out the stroller was there, but someone had stolen the nametag!
WTH?!?
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