New experience – rabbit show
Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 10:04 pm
My 7-year-old daughter joined 4-H last fall and almost immediately, she and her mother went out and bought a juvenile rabbit. She participated in her first show this weekend and it was a great experience for all of us.
It was in a town named Gridley, about half an hour down the road from where we live. Gridley is basically the hub of the Pacific Flyway – the number of ducks and geese within a 10-mile radius at the moment would likely exceed 1 million. The town is home to about 6,500 residents and would be called "Hicksville" by people who thought they had even the slightest amount of sophistication.
I'd never been to a rabbit show before, but I enjoyed the heck out of it. Lots of good country folks there. Dozens upon dozens of kids, none of whom were trying to draw attention to themselves with brigtly colored hair, wild clothing, piercings, etc. I didn't see a single one playing games on a cell phone – all were diligently going about the business of getting their rabbits prepared for their time in front of the judges.
I had no clue that there were so many different breeds of rabbits. There were all shapes and sizes sitting in cages around the hall. Some of the lop-eared ones were nearly the size of small sheep.
My daughter came home with three ribbons, none of which were the "participation" type. She won best of group (junior Netherland dwarf), best of variety (Himalayan color) and best informational poster. Obviously, she was thrilled to clean up like that on her first time out.
For me, the event reinforced the stance that I'll never (not willingly, anyway) live anywhere that's not a rural, agricultural-based area. I've experienced other lifestyles for short periods of time and none of them work for me.
I can't wait for the next show. I just hope it's not scheduled on the same day as one of the registered trapshoots I plan to attend this year. If so, I'll be missing the shoot.
Don't know why the photo loaded sideways, but it straightens out if you click on it.
It was in a town named Gridley, about half an hour down the road from where we live. Gridley is basically the hub of the Pacific Flyway – the number of ducks and geese within a 10-mile radius at the moment would likely exceed 1 million. The town is home to about 6,500 residents and would be called "Hicksville" by people who thought they had even the slightest amount of sophistication.
I'd never been to a rabbit show before, but I enjoyed the heck out of it. Lots of good country folks there. Dozens upon dozens of kids, none of whom were trying to draw attention to themselves with brigtly colored hair, wild clothing, piercings, etc. I didn't see a single one playing games on a cell phone – all were diligently going about the business of getting their rabbits prepared for their time in front of the judges.
I had no clue that there were so many different breeds of rabbits. There were all shapes and sizes sitting in cages around the hall. Some of the lop-eared ones were nearly the size of small sheep.
My daughter came home with three ribbons, none of which were the "participation" type. She won best of group (junior Netherland dwarf), best of variety (Himalayan color) and best informational poster. Obviously, she was thrilled to clean up like that on her first time out.
For me, the event reinforced the stance that I'll never (not willingly, anyway) live anywhere that's not a rural, agricultural-based area. I've experienced other lifestyles for short periods of time and none of them work for me.
I can't wait for the next show. I just hope it's not scheduled on the same day as one of the registered trapshoots I plan to attend this year. If so, I'll be missing the shoot.
Don't know why the photo loaded sideways, but it straightens out if you click on it.
