And Then There Were the Cows

One other thing we did while at the County Fair was visit N’s cows.

I don’t know how it works in other states but in Ohio, ‘kids’ can show animals/whatever they show the year after they graduate from high school.

So N had her two cows there, Jen and Hope. Jen is four years old and Hope is her one year old daughter.

Awww…

So N had classes on Monday in Toledo so since we were going to the fair anyway, she asked Alyssa if she’d check and make sure the cows had water.

So we hit the Dairy Barn first.

Olivia is disgusted by the entire experience. She hates animals. She hates how they smell, how they sound, how the look. She refuses to pet them, so she can’t say for sure that she hates how they feel but she’d pretty sure she hates that too.

Alyssa had to get three buckets full of water for Jen and one for Hope. Then she petted them both and off we went to be dazzled by Poor Jack’s Amusements.

We checked back in with Jen and Hope on our way out of the fair to take Liv home and get Alyssa to the school for the marching band performances that evening.

They both needed more water and all that previous water had helped their digestion because damn, there were some impressive piles of cow shit at their feet.

To Jen’s credit, she hadn’t stepped in it much.

Ick.

Alyssa scooped the poop, got the water and we left the barn as Olivia gagged over the entire situation.

My mom petted Hope a few times and then opted to wash her hands before we made our way home.

My mom and I went back to the fair for the band performances and Olivia opted to stay home with Tom. She’s a smart fella, that girl.

After the performances, Alyssa checked on the cows one more time. They needed a little more water (they are thirsty girls!) and there was a little more poop. Not nearly as much as there’d been earlier but still…gross.

Let me just say that Alyssa would have fit in perfectly on a farm. She’s an excellent water carrier and poop scooper.

She does her mama proud.