Last night my husband and I attended a church youth barn dance in a small country town. The dance floor was lined with hay bales and the D.J. was spinning tunes from a big flatbed trailer strung with white lights. The organizers did a great job decorating. The refreshments were yummy and the kids were having fun.
At the entrance were some ladies seated at a sign-in table to check kids in as they arrived. The dance music was loud and I probably didn't enunciate my words well, resulting in a funny exchange with one of the ladies.
Next to the table was a tub full of horse shoes for the kids to take home as a memento. Mr. OnceUpon made a remark that started this odd conversation:
Mr. OnceUpon: "None of those shoes would fit Misty."
Me: "Nope, they are way too small.
Lady: "Oh, do you have a horse?"
Me: "I have a draft horse and she has really big feet."
Lady: "Really?! Wow! Where do you keep your giraffe?
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