Oddly enough, I had never been to a state fair before Sunday. Maryland‘s was exactly what I expected: livestock, award-winning vegetables and handmade pillows, over-priced rides, and another opportunity to eat turkey legs.
The only downfall? I stepped in poo while petting a goat. Normally this would not have bothered me, but Theo threatened not to let me back in the house. Luckily, we compromised and he found a stick for me to de-poo the shoes with. Life is tough.
