Friends Frosty and Ginger arrived Friday night from Las Vegas. We had a nice dinner at Buddy's and DELICIOUS French Silk Pie at Jakers. Up early the next morning we were off the the parade in Blackfoot kicking off the Eastern Idaho State Fair.
The theme this year was "Happy Together." Police vehicles from all around the area led off.
It seems that every entry was throwing candy.
This little girl was my favorite. She rode that pony with ease.
There weren't many horse entries. What's up with that? This is the real west. Where are those horses?
I think this was the last horse photo I got.
Ginger, Frosty and Walt talked about how small Blackfoot High Schools marching band was. They remember the bands being really large. Everything is bigger when you're young.
The same was said for the Snake River High School Band.
The Snake River Girls were in step but there weren't many of them.
The Blackfoot Bronco's weren't marching. They rode on a flat bed truck.
There were some pretty girls.
Always happy to see the tanks.
We all were sad that there weren't floats like in the good old days when we spent days working on them and making them as spectacular as possible.
Oops I had forgotten about this pretty lady on horseback that is running for political office in Idaho.
The four of us weren't convinced that we enjoy ANY Senior Moments.
A fun way to spend the morning. Now on to the fair.
We first had some of that "only found at the fair" food for lunch and then wandered through the displays and animal barns.
There was lots to see and admire in all the hard work that goes into displaying the animals.
Lots of horses from tiny to huge.
Here is where the fair story begins for Ginger and me.
See this pretty cow. Doesn't she look sad. Sad........much more than sad. She was in distress as only a woman who has been through childbirth can understand. She immediately caught the attention of me and Ginger. We were so concerned for her.
See that bump right above her brand? She was laying down and what we assumed was that the calf was trying to get itself into the correct position for birth and with each position change that poor mama would literally be thrown around as if she was as light as a leaf. She was in such a painful state we couldn't tear ourselves away. Frosty and Walt were laughing hard at us saying we were just city girls that didn't grow up on a farm and that that is how it goes on the farm. We couldn't tear ourselves away. We wanted to be a cow whisperer and make her feel better. We felt so sorry for her and wait for it, wait for it. All of a sudden she shed big huge teardrops. I am so sorry I didn't get a photo but we were so caught up in watching her and empathizing with her that I didn't even think of it. We know....we know. Cows don't cry. But, we were there. We saw it. No one can make us deny it. We hated to leave but Frosty and Walt were impatiently waiting. So, we remembered her in our prayers and we waited for the next day to come back and see her.
There she is. She looks so much better.
She was on her feet and eating. Ginger talked to the young man that was cleaning the stalls and he said that she was definitely pregnant and she had been down the day before and they were watching her closely. We are relieved and are hoping that she will have an easy birth. We met more friends from Blackfoot over the week-end and this story had them all rolling in the aisles laughing at us but we don't care. That's our story and we are sticking to it. Cows do cry!