A couple of weekends ago the fella and I were deciding what to do for the day. Actually that’s a lie. I’ve started off with a lie. We weren’t lounging around the house deciding what to do like a happily ever after couple. The fella was off somewhere doing something and I was off doing something, when I remembered it was the Small Animal Farm Auction.
I waited for him to get home and the second he walked in the door I said, “You have to go to the Farm Auction with me so I don’t feel like an idiot there taking pictures of goats all by myself.” He said, Will it take more than an hour? I said No, and the deal was made.
We drove up to the small town/enclave/village/series of streets called Rockton. Home of the World Famous Rockton Fair. What do you mean you’ve never heard of it?
Right there on the fairgrounds a miracle was happening. People were buying and selling small farm animals.
When we got there I immediately looked for a goat. There was no goat. At all.
There were hens and roosters and chickens and bunnies and turkeys but … no goats. I turned around to leave but the fella convinced me to stay. I would like to say he was being supportive, but the truth is he spotted hamburgers for sale at the back of the hall.
So while he ate what he described as the most delicious burger EVER (farm raised, grass fed, local beef) I strolled around to look at the wares.
I didn’t buy any farm animals.
That’s probably the first thing you’re wondering, so I thought it best to address that right away. Although I did have a fondness for this special little guy.
That was a turkey by the way. There were aisles and aisles of small farm animals in boxes. It was all very interesting but these people had obviously never seen a Restoration Hardware catalogue before. Their display tactics were appalling.
In all of those cardboard boxes were full grown birds just waiting for a home.
How does a farm animal auction work exactly? A man who looks like a farmer auctions stuff off. And that’s pretty much it. It’s way more fun than it sounds. And let me tell you, chickens go cheap. A box of 4 Ameraucanas went for about $20.
There were also ducks at the auction. People love their ducks. There are even people who love ducks more than chickens. There really is nothing cuter than a duckling.
I loved this Silver Laced Cochin.
Among all the cardboard boxes and milk jugs used as shipping crates, there was one crate that stood out amongst them all. The crate that was labelled safe for airline shipping. For the well travelled duck.
More cochins …
There was also feed among the fowl. Millet and other things for feeding your livestock.
The most spectacular find of the day was this cage of Gould’s Finch.
I’m not sure what kind of dove that is on the bottom right, but if it’s a Mourning Dove there’s no need to buy it. Poor things are so stupid you could probably just walk up to one and pick it up. You know. From the nest it made in the middle of the road.
45 minutes and one hamburger later, we were out the door with no purchases under our arms.
Which is probably for the best. A girl can only house so many pieces of livestock illegally before she’s just tempting fate. I consider it a small town miracle that no one’s complained about my cow yet.
Note from Karen: To anyone concerned about these animals being housed in cardboard boxes, you can relax. This is how an auction is held. The animals need to transported to the hall in something. These boxes which allowed the birds to be transferred to the hall will also be quite handy for taking your purchase home. The birds don’t live in cardboard boxes, they’re in them for the day so they can be purchased by small farm owners. If you’re truly desperate to worry about something, worry about the commercial poultry houses.