Mother of Necessity

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Adventure: Dog Show

Photo by: Mother of Necessity

Photo by: Mother of Necessity

My family knows I’m a homebody. I usually don’t go to a lot of outings where there is a crowd of people. So when I got an invite from a cousin to go to dog show and help her, I even surprised myself and said “yes”.

I am not an animal person. Don’t get me wrong, I like most pets but I just don’t have that passion for the fur babies.

My cousin, Betty came to pick me up. I see that Betty is holding her Shih Tzu, Lucy. I opened the car door and there setting in my seat is a Shih Tzu name Rosey.  I picked her up, got in the car and held her in my arms for the drive. What a sweet puppy she was, not wiggling around or even wanting out of my arms.

Betty and I chatted during the drive and she found out that I wasn’t an animal person. I think I freaked her out for a minute or two. I bet Betty was thinking: what did I just do, inviting her to come help me when she doesn’t even care.

"Rosey" Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

“Rosey” Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

Betty was awesome. We talked about what I needed to do in order to show Rosey around the ring. She gave me some insight on what to expect since I had never attended a show before.

We talked about Betty being a volunteer at a rescue for Shish Tzu’s.  She sure does love this breed. Betty is very passionate about her babies. I can’t blame her. They are awful cute.

We make it to the fair grounds and unload the car. To see both of us holding dogs and trying to get things out of the car was a site. It reminded me of the old black and white comedies, like Abbott and Costello.

We finally get things in order and Betty begins to groom (primp) the dogs. Rosey did not like this part. Lucy was great. Lucy liked all the primping and attention.

"Lucy" Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

“Lucy” Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

We had a few minutes before things got started so I set back and began people/dog watching. These folks take things very seriously. I can see how dog shows can become a career. Everyone was engrossed in the pets. Grooming, practicing commands, and practicing the walk in the ring. It’s all very time consuming and takes a lot of patience.

This show was for the UKC (United Kennel Club). This is where the dog is judged and given points based on their placement in the show. It’s a big deal for all involved.

"Ribbon Table" Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

“Ribbon Table” Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

It’s our turn for best in breed. Since I have never done anything like this, I make Betty go first so I can mimic her showing Lucy. Betty and Lucy did so well. Now it’s my turn. I take Rosey around the ring. I think I did pretty well for the first time out.

Lucy takes first place and Rosey takes second. Not too shabby.

The second round for best in breed for companion class. I am watching others show their dogs and I realize I did something wrong in the first round. I had Rosey on my right side not my left. I know a rookie mistake. The rule is to always have the animal between you and the judge. I did not know this rule. But I do now.

Rosy took first place and Lucy came in second this time around.

The third and final round was for best in show for the companion class. This is where all the small dogs are judged at one time to determine the best overall. Poor Rosey and I didn’t make the cut on this one. But Lucy and Betty did. They finish third in the Best in Show Companion class.

Not too bad for a rookie never showing a dog or even attending a show before. I hope I got all those classes and best of’s correct. If not, I apologize to the UKC folks.

I have gained a new respect for dog owner’s, they are so proud and committed to their pets. This was a great new experience for me and I had a blast. I would do it again.

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"Rosey" Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

“Rosey” Photo by: Mother Of Necessity

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My Adventure With Cows

Cows in the coral.

Cows in the coral.

I decided it was time for a small adventure. I was looking for a place to take some pictures. We got in the car and headed to one of our favorite places.
Saturday (6-6-2015) the kid and I went to a local restaurant called Young’s Jersey Dairy. They cater to ice cream and Jersey cows. They have Putt-Putt, batting cages, picnic area, they have a full restaurant, gift shop, ice cream parlor, tractors for the kids to play on and live goats and cows.
A fun place for the whole family. The kid and I were there so we could get an ice cream and take pictures of the animals.
I wasn’t raised on a farm but I have fed goats when I was a teenager. Cows, well that’s a different story. I have not been close to a cow, ever. I have seen them in the fields and at county fairs but I have not been within arm’s reach of a cow. Furthermore, I know nothing about how a cow reacts, if they are mean, if they bite, nothing. They are large animals and that scares me.
We finished taking pictures of the goats and was walking out of the barn when I noticed that the cows were coming our way. I was excited. I was able to take some photos of the cows in the field about 30 yards away from the fence line we were standing at.
I noticed that a few cows were going a different direction than the others. They were headed in ‘OUR” direction. I was still excited but now a little nervous, thinking that I was going to be real close to the cows.
There were about 6-8 cows in this little area. The only thing separating me and the cows was a wooden fence. But I was taking pictures and was thrilled about that.
But here comes one cow. I call her Bessie. I noticed her face, almost sweet, kind and gentle looking. The kid even noticed her, saying” she is picture perfect, Mom”. I’m thinking, what a great opportunity to take her picture. So I raise up my camera and every time she looks up, she is facing away from me. Like she knows what I am doing and now is playing a game of peek-a-boo.
After 5 minutes or so playing this game, I realized there are now about 4 cows by the fence line where I am standing. So I turn my back on Bessie and focus my attention on the other cows. That’s when my kid asked “do you hear that”? It was the sound of popping or clicking. It was a popping sound as if you put your finger on the inside of your mouth to make a sound.

Mr. Peanut Butter

Mr. Peanut Butter

That’s when we saw him. A cow with his tongue going in and out of its mouth like he had peanut butter stuck to the roof of his mouth. We called him, Mr. Peanut Butter. This cow was flicking his tongue on his teeth and cheeks to make that popping sound. He seemed to be proud of his accomplishment. Mr. Peanut Butter would raise his head high and his tongue would go crazy.
I was taking pictures left and right of Mr. Peanut Butter. My son was giggling and so was I. We had no idea that a cow could even do that let alone act like he was begging for your attention.
That’s when it happened. I am leaning on this fence laughing at this cow making popping sounds with its tongue and I feel a puff of warm air hit my right shoulder, then I get this waft of an odor, it’s the smell of sweet grass that has a hint that the grass has soured. I turn around and Bessie is 2 inches away from my face. Her face was almost resting on my shoulder. If I wouldn’t have been so freaked out, it would have been the perfect ‘selfie’ picture.

Bessie begging for her picture to be taken

Bessie begging for her picture to be taken

She scared the bejeebers out of me. I took a step back and she stayed right there with her head over the fence. Looking so sweet and kind at me. As if to say, I’m ready for my close up.
Since Bessie was posing for her photo op, I was able to take some good pictures of her. This lasted about 10 minutes.
While I am taking picture of Bessie, Mr. Peanut Butter decides he isn’t getting enough of our attention and decides to walk down to us and stand beside Bessie and do his tongue trick to get our attention.
Who knew cows had personalities let alone want or need our attention?
I have learned a few things on our little adventure to Young’s Jersey Dairy. First: Cows have personalities, Second: Cows are entertaining. Third: I am no longer nervous around these kind creatures.

Mr. Peanut Butter with his tongue out.

Mr. Peanut Butter with his tongue out.

What a fun day we had. I’m amazed that my kid still wants to hang out with me. Grateful that we have another fun/funny memory to share.
One a side note: A joke my kid made up years ago.
Joke: What does a dyslexic cow say?
Punchline: OOOOMMM!!!!! (not Moo)
Tell me about a funny adventure you have been on.