It is not uncommon in our house to be greeted in the morning by a child with a rat stuffed into her sweatshirt pocket. Wrong, yes. Uncommon, no. It's also quite normal to find a child in our house watching T.V. while holding a chicken on their lap.
Country kids are funny that way. They just don't seem to see the same boundaries that other kids do. Why not carry a rat in your hood. Why not try to lead the goats into the kitchen. After all, "I was just coming in to get a drink of water and I didn't want to put the goats back yet..."
No goats in the house... I do draw that line...
It can also be very interesting living with country kids. They have no problem doing any outside chore in their pajamas. They are thrilled to trap and catch any bugs, frogs, or lizards. They know to never walk through a gate without closing it behind them - farm animals on the loose! Nothing can entertain them longer than a freshly tilled dirt patch.
Country kids awake to animals waiting to be fed and the sun waiting to shine. And they are soothed by the sound of crickets at bedtime, and pestered by the sounds of coyotes in the night.
Country kids know to empty the cuffs of their pants to get the shavings out before they come in the house. They know to drink all of their milk because a dairyman carefully cared for the cows that gave us that milk. They know that they are lucky to be living the dream of many, many children. And, certain country kids insist on leaving the corner cobwebs up in the barn doorway, even when it's cleaning day...because they are again reading Charlotte's Web.
Some Pig!
Some kids!
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