We had such a great time at the pumpkin patch last weekend with my parents. Brian was sad to lose out on it, but we'll go again. This one in particular had goats, piggies, and a baby yak (!) to feed, not to mention free range chickens. Just free rangin'. I mistakenly referred to the baby yak as a calf. Oh boy, the owner looked at me like I was some city girl. Which I am. Guilty as charged farm lady! They had a ton of games, a hay maze, hay rides, barrel train rides, and basically everything that makes a pumpkin patch great. We picked out a few pumpkins, pet the yak, fed the cutest pygmy goat, and met a little piggy named Bacon. It was fun.