
My first year showing I picked a calf from Grandpa’s field. I was 8 and just fell in love with my Santa Gertrudis Aggie. Grandpa said it was a great “starter calf” for me. It placed and I used the money to buy two shorthorns, Diamond and Teddy Bear.
My calves were doing great. I spent my summer everyday washing and grooming them. Shorthorn hair calves are a lot of work! Now you’re probably thinking something like they lived happily ever after, but not this time, not now at least.
It was our 2nd prospect show. They placed 2nd Reserve Breed. When we got home he had a 104 degree fever and could hardly breathe. The vet came and gave him a shot… but it was too late. Diamond died. Soon after, the other calf got sick and died too.
It was 2 days until validation and I have no calves to show. You know how hard it is to find a calf 2 days before validation. I was so sad but determined to show. Daddy and Grandpa searched everywhere from the panhandle to the coast. They finally found a little Chiania who just got weaned. He was little and fuzzy. Someone who came to look at him thought he was a sheep in the distance! It was a challenge to get KeyKey to weigh enough to show but we did it. He never did place at a major show – he just didn’t get big enough. He was very gentle and my family loved him. My 5 year old brother could show him. In my heart he was a winner.
At our county show Daddy hurt his back. That left my brother and me to take care of the calves ourselves. It helped me realize how much work my daddy does to help us. I still kept up straight As!! My family was proud of my hard work.
At San Antonio stock show my three year old sister got a concussion and had to be taken to the hospital. The calves were in the tie-outs and it started to rain and hail. (It hadn’t rained in months.) I gave up the chance to see Taylor Swift so I could take care of my calves and Daddy could go to the hospital. My uncle came and picked us up and we stayed with relatives. It was really a challenge getting up at 4:00 or 5:00 and going to feed at the show before going to school and then going back to the show. Mom was taking care of my injured sister. It was worth it. My steer got pulled although he didn’t place. My daddy got me a pink jacket with a calf on the back and my name on it for all my hard work. I was so happy.
Of all things I learned showing is it doesn’t matter if you win or lose, just work hard and do your best. If you’re good at something stick with it and keep trying even when things get tough. Lastly, there is nothing more important than family. And now and still to come is the happily ever after.