This time, however, we brought Gracie along.
If you have ever taken a toddler to a nice restaurant, then you have a pretty good idea how my afternoon unfolded.
To be fair, Gracie was obedient, charming, and happy to visit with humans and canines alike. In many ways, she was a model visitor to the autumn market.
However, she also:
jumped up against the wire on the chicken coop and barked with wild enthusiasm at the two feathery occupants,
attempted to leap through the metal railings at the horse paddock, whose openings were less than ten inches apart, and almost twisted her body just the right way to slip through,
marched through all the deepest mud puddles, wild waves circling out from her muddy ankles, and came thisclose to lying down in the deepest one, and
drank vigorously from the watering trough that had been charmingly repurposed as a water garden, complete with lilies and bobbing mini-pumpkins.
Thankfully, my darling dog drew the line at leaping into the water trough, though I could see the gears turning in her head. She seriously considered diving in.
Next year, I'll definitely be heading back to Gordon Skagit Farm to stock up on wonky pumpkins, invest in some orchard-fresh apples, and drink in some October goodness. And even though I bet that she'll once again create her own special brand of chaos and uproar, I'll bring Gracie along too.