The Rabbitless Fair

Saturday was my youngest brother, Paul's, birthday. My sister and I met up in Killeen and took him to lunch. The three of us had such a good time we were in no hurry to part ways.

That was when Paul suggested we attend the Rabbit Fair that was going on in a nearby town. He'd seen signs around, but never been to the fair. We all jumped (or slowly waddled) to his vehicle and headed out. Once we got within five miles of the fair the traffic was stop and go. It literally took us half an hour to make that last five miles.

We passed the time by joking about what the Rabbit Fair would entail. Would it be like the Goat Cookoff where we all grew up? No real goats per say - just goat to eat, goat crafts, etc. Would there be rabbit to eat? Would someone be selling lucky rabbits feet? (By the way, has the validity of their luckiness ever been questioned by anyone but me? They weren't very lucky for the rabbit.)

Or, would there be rabbits every where. Maybe a rabbit race? Maybe a fenced off area with greased rabbits for kids to try to grab? Maybe we could all buy fake rabbit ears to wear or take our photo behind a cut out of faceless rabbits.

When we finally paid for admission and made our way to the fair it was confusing. There was the standard carnival - I'm pretty sure it was the EXACT carnival that was in Austin for the rodeo a few weeks back. There was food; but all normal; hotdogs, funnel cake, cotton candy. There were crafts boothes, but they were so generic they could have been at any fair.

I finally spied the chamber of commerce booth and asked the attendant if there were any rabbits anywhere.

"Well, not at the fair.
There are a few over at the exhibit hall.
Just exit the park and cross the main road."

We did, and there were a dozen rabbits in tiny cages for sale. Unaffiliated, of coarse, with the Rabbit Fair.