Animal farm

Ha, for a moment i bet you thought I was referring to this Animal Farm.Once upon a time I thought I would play snowball well, but my inconsiderate parents developed my social conscious too far. Or perhaps a world without reading was to daunting. The pigs were the lucky ones who got to read. Then I thought maybe boxer was more me. My matra would have been 'must work harder' as his was and then 'Sarah is always right.' But odds are I would see the corruption and try to defeat it and drive myself mad in the process. To think there was a time I thought I could be Farmer Jones (but I wouldn't try and take over the farm, I'd just wait it out knowing the animals would stuff up.) This was probably when I thought shopping on Chapel Street was the thing to do. That frequenting Silvers on a Thursday night with my fake ID and Redheads on a Saturday was very cool. I think I would like to do an analysis of individuals in the law school and their similarities to the characters in Animal Farm. Alternatively, I could pen a similar text. Then they really wouldn't want me here. Assuming they do now.

Anyway the animal farm I am refer to is not a politically inspired text, based on true events and characters on the continent during WWII, rather something much lighter: the Gold Coast Pet and Animal Expo. This was held on the weekend, literally out the back door. For those who require a more detailed geographical description: on the oval that the Unit 1 apartment looks over. It wasn't until Tannis and I ventured down on Saturday morning that I realised the car with the rooster horn I had been cursing since Friday afternoon was not a horn but an actual rooster. The rooster was forgiven, the driver of the car would not have been.

There were animals galore and Dr Harry was a special guest. I don't think anyone else from this popular television series accompanied him, but don't quote me on that one. Every person, child, family and their dog from seemed to attend. From the plethora of animals my favorites would be the jersey calf, the baby goats and sheep, the ducklings, the Saint Bernards (one imported recently from Canada, I had a chat to the lady and said I was rather specialised in dealing with imports from Canada), and the Alaskan Malamute was hysterical (but for all their hair they are basically fun loving humans) lucky I'm not allowed pets at the complex. There was lots of lovely pups, kittens and some not so lovely ones. But hey it's not their fault their ugly and after all beauty is in the eye of the beholder and all that. There was a snake, and a blue tongue lizard. I must have lost my faculties at one point because I patted them.

Tannis would have stayed all day if I didn't drag her home. That's her in the picture with one of the numerous animals she befriended. That bird didn't want to leave her alone, and a few kids were rather envious when it wouldn't leave her hand to sit on theirs.

Mum and Dad you know what to get me for Christmas, or reward me with when I come back from Queensland. They have breeders in Victoria, even in the Yarra Valley! Useful information I also found out was that Dogs coming into Australia only need to be held in quarantine for a month, not six as was previously the case.