A Year in MINIons- MINIon #1852

1852Well folks, today is the last day of the Indiana State Fair. For the record, I am not a country boy (although I think I could sing “Thank God I’m a Country Boy” by John Denver or at least the chorus).  People who have met me usually discover this within seconds.  I was raised in the California  suburbs of the late 70’s and early 80’s.  Nowhere near a farm, or farm stuff.  During 3rd grade we did have enough pets to probably be a small farm (dogs, cats, guinea pigs, chickens, goats, rabbits…).  It was at this time I was in 4-H.  Yes, I wore the green hat and clip on tie and raised rabbits.  We had over 100 rabbits and at the time I could tell all the various breeds apart.  Now? not so much.  While in 4-H I helped show rabbits at various fairs around the greater Bay Area.  We even had a few Grand Champions in our little nest (mostly French lops if I remember correctly).  Today, I think I’ve been to the Indiana State Fair maybe twice… could be three times.  I go and look at the rabbits, then wander around to see everything else.  Sue’s even entered something in the State Fair, she won a blue ribbon for a lovely needlework piece (she’s crafty like that).  Did I go this year? Nope.

As I pondered about MINIon #1852 I thought about having him hold a pitchfork with some hay on it… nope, too cliche. Then I thought about having him hold something fried on a stick… nope. I couldn’t get my fried Twinkie to not look like a fried Snickers.  So I settled on a dutch rabbit, the kind most kids find in a basket Easter morning…