Lottie did so well and I didn’t do too bad either! But from the sound of the crowd, I think I had the best audience. My brother and I were 2 of the 6 pigs left. One of the pigs reached out to nip Roys in the butt and she instantly got sent out. That girl was very angry and was the first show person I saw blow her top. Her dad came to gather her up as a Hispanic man who obviously was a hired hand, stepped up and took the pig. The father walked off with his angry daughter, but the judges didn’t even flinch. They were having a hard time eliminating the last few pigs.
We really had to step up our game.
“There never was a year the Christenson and the Shepherd didn’t take home the ribbon,” I heard my father say. “But at least I know my kids are doing the raising of the pig and to me, my kids win them hands down. They bought the judge anyway.”
I wanted to make my father proud.
I didn’t know how you buy a judge.
“I bet a judge is expensive,” I thought as I saw the judge slap Roy’s pig in the butt and hand him the 5th prize ribbon.
I felt the sweat drip down my back and another pigs butt was slapped and handed a ribbon. Only three left. It was down to me, the Shepherd girl, and the Christensons’ boy. It went for quite a while and finally my sweet little Lottie had done so well. I was so excited! I got the third place in the county fair in showmanship!
My brother Joe bent down and playfully slugged me in the shoulder
“Don’t get such a big head sis, but you were a beauty out there!”
All my family was so happy for me and praising me right and left. I turned to Joe.
“Sorry, bro. I can’t help but get a big head”
I was grinning from ear to ear.
“I’ll bet your pig gets the first prize when we sell her,” Dad commented proudly.
“What?” I couldn’t believe my ears! Sell Lottie!
“Daddy, we don’t have to sell Lottie do we?”
I was struck with horror! Everyone stopped talking over each other excitedly.
“Sis, what did you think we were going to do?” Roy responded.
“No Dad! I can’t sell Lottie. I raised her. It’s like you selling one of us!”
Almost everyone started laughing. It wasn’t one bit funny. I was crushed!
Sitting down on the straw bail, Dad took me up on his knee.
“Sis, we have to…..”
I have no idea what he said next, nor did I care! My mouth turned down and my bottom lip popped out. I don’t care that everyone was going to see it! I also didn’t care that Joe stuck his taunting face right up, nearly touching his nose to mine.
“An airplane is going to land on that big lip,” he said.
My stubborn demon came to full attention, colliding with Mrs. Anger, and had a great big party. I’m going to be mad! I didn’t say a word! I’ll punish them by my silence, not taking into consideration they might enjoy it because I was seldom quiet.