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What’s a fair without a livestock show?
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Boring, that’s what.
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So we found ourselves in the bleachers for the dairy cow beauty pageant.
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My husband was raised on a dairy farm and provided a helpful running commentary.
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There were multiple categories and weight classes and we enjoyed a steady parade of bodacious bovines.
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A winner having her portrait taken.
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After that show, my husband headed for the pulling ring.
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This is my least favorite show because I hate to see the animals straining. Thankfully our timing was bad and it was over shortly after we arrived.
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A boy and his oxen.
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