Every spring, there is a farm in our local area that offers sheep shearing adventures.
For a small amount of money, you get to sleep with the sheep and assist with the shearing.
They have two bunkhouses that are shared by everyone. I wasn’t overly excited about sharing a bunkhouse with anyone other than my family, but I was really upset when I found out that we had to share outdoor bathrooms. I remember using an outhouse when my grandmother was alive, and between the smell and the cold, I would hold it until I could no longer. Not only did the bunkhouse reek from the smell of the sheep, but it also had the odor of mingled bodies. There was a lack of heating and air conditioning in the bunkhouse, which would have been wonderful considering the nighttime temperatures were still in the forties. Not only was heating and air conditioning nonexistent, there was no air purification system. I probably would’ve been okay without HVAC, but the joint bunkhouse definitely needed air purification. My kids were having a blast, but I was hating every minute. When I saw the sheep shearers nick one of the sheep, I got quite nauseous. I saw the small trace of blood running down its side, and I almost cried. I know this will not be a yearly adventure, and I’ll have to find something different for my kids to enjoy. From here on out, I’m going to make sure there is HVAC wherever we go, and air purification. There is no way I can repeat the adventure we had this year.
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