Kitty, Kitty, Kitty

We took the granddaughter to the petting zoo, hoping she would not be afraid of the small animals. She wasn't. When the baby donkey was brought close for her to touch, she called him "kitty" and tried to put her finger up his nose. Of course he didn't care much for that. The bunny (kitty) was too quick for her to stroke. And the calf (kitty) was too soiled with soon-to-be called fertilizer. As we left the area grandma was sure to wash the kitty off the baby's hand which caused her to want to touch the kitty again. Once back at our house she was able to touch, pull, pat, kiss, hug, and sit on the real kitty. Bet the cat wishes he were in a fenced-in petting zoo instead.