Kelly’s family introduced us to the petting zoo (with pony rides and gold panning) in San Juan Capistrano by the train station this weekend.
Kelly said the animals are fed so much that they don’t even care about food. One of the guinie pigs “porpied” (as in porpoise flopped) his way onto the food tray and used it as a bed. Chris said we were going to lie down all over the cinnamon rolls we took to go from brunch once we got home. Kelly’s husband looked down at the straw floor of the animal pen and said he could nap right there. Right then.
I’m drinking more coffee these days. It’s a matter of safety.