Tawna and Bethilas First Show

RESULTS: [link]
BOTH of them placed 1st out of 3 event entries! (the two of them count as two seperate entries but they tied first)
Trophy: [link]

The overcast sky was not budging, barely showing any of the blue sky through the grey. The light was dim compared to a bright, sunny day, and despite the gloomy outlook, Jennifer looked cheery as she drove, even if she did hate any weather other than sunny weather. She was on her way to a livestock show, it would be her two sister Doon Cattle Tawna and Bethila's first show, and it was a small one, but good to get them started. Jen drove up with the livestock trailer, and parked on Zen Tree Stables Grounds. She turned off the truck and got out, locking it, then went to the back of the trailer and opened up the door and pulled out the ramp. Inside were two black doon cattle, munching on grasses. They looked behind themselves at her, stretching their gaze over until the whites of their eyes were clearly showing. Jen smiled and walked in and petted them on the backs. She took their leads and led them down the trailor ramp then tied them to the side of the trailor and brought out grooming untencils. She made sure they were brushed down until their coats were sleek and shiney despite the overcast sky, their nostrils and ears were clean, their hooves picked and glossed, aswell as their hornes glossed. Bethila let out a long, loud moo, tilting her nose upward until it was horizontal to the ground. When she was done she lowered her head and licked her nose. Tawna was quiet, looking everywhere, stomping her hind hoof every once in a while. She was more timid than her big sister, whom pinned her ears back and glare every time the younger cow would rest her head on her back. Bethila liked knowing her sister looked up to her, but just didnt show it, and would often bully her around. But Jen kept Bethila in check, telling her "No" whenever she would get mean. Jen packed everything up then waited for their turn. By the time they were in the ring, Tawna was much more relaxed. She wanted to play though, and was getting on Bethilas nerves. It was easy to lead them, though, as they were natural followers. They looked alert and healthy, with great dispositions for the breed standard. When they came to the middle of the arena, Tawna decided to lower herself and rest her head on her big sisters rump, licking her tounge out. From a distance, it seemed that the older cow didnt mind. But anyone close enough could see her lazily glare her blue eyes and let out a huff, as if to say, "oh, brother."



*KaurauTheFox's Summer Swing County Fair [link]
Cow: The Black Angel [link]
Age: 2 yrs old
Class: Livestock Halter Female Class
Deadline: September 1st
Handler: Jennifer Simpson [link]

*KaurauTheFox's Summer Swing County Fair [link]
Cow: To Sell A Soul [link]
Age: 3 yrs old
Class: Livestock Halter Female Class
Deadline: September 1st
Handler: Jennifer Simpson

NO REFERENCE -looked at their reffs for help on anatomy
Time took: within a week it took me aprx. 9 hours