Strangers With Hay

I was sitting on the bench at the bus stop, minding my own business, when this chick came up with a bale of hay. Now, granted, it was a very small bale, but back on the farm, a rectangular thing like she was totin' would definitely be considered "a bale of hay." She caught me staring at her mini bale and said, "It's for my rabbits." Oh. I guess I am really not in NY anymore...