Joshua, Andrew, and I went to a children's rodeo with my friend, Andrea and her family on Saturday Night. It's a great little rodeo complete with sheep riding for the 4-7 year olds, calf riding for the older kids, and stick horse racing for the tots. Only in Wellsville. Anyhow, They also have a critter chase. Most rodeos do this -- let all the young kids of a certain age go in the arena and chase down a few (5) chickens and bunnies -- and the reward is you get to keep whatever critter you catch. Of course I let Joshua do it, because the chances of him catching anything are 1 in a million. In Wellsville it went a little differently. They had about 50 critters out for the chase (including one goat) and probably only 55 kids showed up to run. They also let all children 6 and under participate, which meant Joshua was actually one of the odlder kids. Amidst the melee of children and critters running and squaking I looked over at Joshua and he had this huge rooster by the feet and the biggest smile you'd ever seen on his face. I really never thought he would catch anything, but the odds were just too good! At least he didn't catch the goat.
We've named the retched creature "Ugly" for obvious reasons (check out the solo tail feather) and it is residing in our backyard much to Michael's shagrin. Jeri loves the thing and considers it her personal toy. She likes to rustle it out of it's hiding spot, bet then leaves it alone. We'll see how long that lasts. So if anyone out there in blogosphere is just desperate to take home a gimpy rooster, give me a call and you can have it! Otherwise, prepare to wear earplugs when you come to visit the Barlows or you may be awakened by the shrill cock-a-doodle-doo's of the world's ugliest rooster.

