This weekend I showed my calf Sable in the big bad Erin fall fair. The second time in my life that I've shown cattle and I get the crazy one. So we took them down Friday to let all three calves get used to the noise (my cousins were showing too) and that went great. Then comes sunday. The second time I have led this calf myself and I'm about to go into the show ring and bam she freaks out runs away and goes into the ring without me so now I'm crying for no reason (ok well she did run away from me) and I'm told by the ring man who caught my calf and brought her back for me to smile! ya right. but hey I beat my cousin and got second last in showmanship (thanks judge!) the second class of the the day I let my cousin Joey take her because if she freaked at the gate again he had a better chance of holding on then I did. She did good and got a second (ok well there were only two in the class but who needs to know that right?) monday is the 4-H show day. I showed off that calf the best I could, and I got dead last in every class because "your calf just isn't fun to work with." I'll just let that go because the judge is right she's not fun to work with, she's half deaf, really spooky, and too skinny to be a beef heifer, and to top it off she's a kicker, try cleaning those hooves . So I was thinking we should make a dead last club for those of us who can't win...... with a trophy and everything..... now that woould be a class I could win