Here, There and Everywhere

18 11 2008

Last weekend I was all over the map; judging in Georgia and showing in Kansas.  The Georgia show went very well, the club took very good care of the judges and had a great facility!  There were 2000 entries in the double-plus-specialties show and the showroom could have easily held twice as many!

Meanwhile, I sent rabbits with my mom to our club’s (notoriously chilly) local show in Harper, KS, a single with a Mini Rex specialty.  I know how much of a hassle it can be to show two breeds.  I think Murphy’s Law of Rabbit Shows states that no matter what, your rabbits will ALL be on the table at the same time!  So I limited myself to one carrier containing 3 Dutch and my broken chin buck Amante.  I also got all my paperwork ready, loaded the grooming table, and I even let her take my car.

Of course, I asked for text updates which I checked between breeds.  After last weekend I was worried that there wouldn’t be much Dutch competition, but a few breeders showed up.  Midnight won BOB and a little doe named Dandelion had her first win with BOS.  Apparently Midnight was misbehaving on the table (besides his usual “look at me!” antics) and getting a little nippy.  I doubt he was actually being aggressive, but he’s outgoing and curious and likes to ”nibble.”  He hasn’t shown any signs of stress, but may be getting a little tired of all the trips.  I was told he also acted up during BIS judging, but whatever he did wasn’t bad enough to keep him from winning Reserve in Show!!

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I was also thrilled to hear that Amante took BOSV Broken in the specialty show!  Showing Mini Rex is a little different for me.  Their fur requires a little more time to be show-ready, and most juniors who are showing well are 5 months or older.  This was Amante’s first show at a little over 4 months, so I was quite pleased with his placing.  He’s actually a few days older than some of my Dutch who have been showing well since early October!

My mom also had the task of checking on my 6 does due between Saturday and Monday.  I did try to be nice and made sure they were all experienced moms, and I told her if they did anything dumb it was their own fault.  All the litters had been born by the time my plane landed Sunday, so after coming home I went out to the barn to count babies!  K49, Virginia, Bud and Showgirl each had 5.  Tasha had hers on the wire, and Dice surprised me with 8!  Hopefully I will have some good NDS prospects in there!

My rabbits will get a rest this weekend since there are no local shows and I’ll be judging in Oregon.  The triple show in Duncan is Thanksgiving weekend, and will most likely be my last for the year.  Then I’ll have to figure out what it is normal people do on the weekends…





Aerotypes

14 11 2008

I’m getting ready to fly to Georgia this afternoon for a judging trip and as always, am trying to decide what to wear. No, I’m really not that much of a prima donna, I’m just in my midtwenties and, depending on my outfit, can be assumed to be anything from a college student to a businesswoman. To me, flying is a nice bit of solitude. No one can reach me while I’m in the air, and I’m not bothered with anything from real life. It’s peace. When on a plane or in an airport, I like to nap, read books and/or do some people watching. Airports are interesting because the majority of us are alone in a sea of people.

But back to the clothes. If I wear jeans, a T-shirt and tennis shoes I’m often mistaken for being 18 and/or a first time air traveler. TSA agents stop in front of me to bark out the liquids and gels policy and pat me on the head when I get it right. Other passengers (usually baby boomer men) have actually shoved me around in lines. The advantage of this disguise is that no one attempts to talk to me about work.

If I opt for professional-casual, such as a black turtleneck, dark wash jeans, high-heeled boots, conservative jewelry and a trench coat if it’s cold, the change is amazing. TSA agents ignore me. Rude middle aged men treat a six foot tall woman much differently than they do a five foot eight college girl. But I am usually seen as more approachable for business conversation.

In years of flying, I have noticed a few reliable Aerotypes, and developed strategies for dealing with them. It should be noted that I’m entirely unable to come up with witty retorts on the spot, so the likelihood of me saying any of these things is really pretty slim. However, all examples of Aerotype behavior are true.

The Detective

The Detective likes to ask questions. Many of this type are impervious to clues that one might not want to talk, such as sleeping or reading. If you are a rabbit judge, extreme caution must be taken with this type. Mentioning anything about the rabbits will ensure your entire plane ride consists of questions about them. How are rabbits shown, how many kinds are there, do they do tricks, etc. The stock answer when a Detective asks the reason for your trip is “visiting friends,” but some aren’t satisfied with this. You know you have found a Detective if your conversation goes like this:

“Where are you going?”

“Atlanta” (while returning to book or sleep)

“What for?”

“Visiting friends” (again returning to book or sleep)

“Oh, that’s nice. Are they friends from college? How do you know them?”

(controlling urge to tell them to MYOB) “Um, family friends.”

“What do your friends do?”

“Well, actually they’re assassins, they specialize in people who ask too many questions.”

The Undisciplined Parent

Most parents do a good job of traveling with their children, which makes those who don’t stand out. The parents to avoid are the types who believe that little Johnny or Susie choosing to kick the crap out of your seat is a valid form of expression. Polite requests, such as “Please stop kicking my seat,” are met with an icy glare as they cradle the head of the child whose self-esteem you have irreparably wounded.

These types also become offended if you attempt to move your belongings, clothing or hair away from their baby’s saliva and graham cracker coated hands. They fail to understand how you could not be charmed by their little darling’s attempt to enhance your blowout.

The best way to deal with this is to request another seat. One behind the child is preferable, due to the high likelihood of Johnny or Susie’s snack becoming a projectile.

The Networker

The Networker is a relentless businessperson. They are never without briefcases and laptops. Always in a hurry, they often carry coffee and upon taking a seat at the gate or on the plane, power up the computer, pull out spreadsheets, and make loud sighs of disgust. Networkers are often overheard having loud phone conversations that consist mainly of sales figures and rescheduling meetings. When confronted with an inability to work, such as a space-limited regional jet, they like to know about other people’s work. Fortunately, they’re easy to get rid of:

“So, where do you work?”

(hunkering down in seat and glancing side-to-side) “I can’t talk about it. They’re watching.”

The Bully

Bullies are usually middle aged men. Their typical attire is a Hawaiian shirt, Bermuda shorts, socks and Crocs. A red alcoholic nose is a telltale sign of a Bully. Bullies are loud and obnoxious, and like to shove college girls out of the way. This behavior is usually displayed at check-in kiosks and luggage carousels. Some are worse before the flight and mellow with a few cocktails, others are just the reverse. If you encounter one after security, it’s best to just stand your ground or avoid them. Pre-security, a loud “Back off!” is a good idea if TSA agents are nearby. Most Bullies will calm down if threatened with a cavity search.

The Nutcase

Nutcases are hard to classify, but easy to spot. These are the people who make you say a prayer of thanks for metal detectors. Some of them are so strange they’d be rejected as sitcom characters for being “too unbelievable.” Their attire is varied, but can be as odd as several strips of masking tape with random words written on them stuck to the back of a Nutcase’s coat and sweater. They also tend to react strangely to any flight problems; while a delay will result in a sigh and groan from most, a Nutcase will sometimes erupt in laughter. They appear not to realize the danger this behavior could put them in when surrounded by people who have been wearing the same clothes for 48 hours. Headphones are the best weapons against Nutcases.

I think today I will attempt for the middle of the road between college girl and businesswoman. But I’ll be packing some headphones.





So Close, and Yet So Far…

14 11 2008

I went to the Windy Plains double show in Dodge City last weekend.  I didn’t know what the Dutch turnout would be like; I knew one breeder wasn’t going to make it but thought surely there would be at least a couple more exhibitors.  I was especially hoping for a third leg on Factory Girl, a pretty doe who has had a lot of close seconds to another doe of mine, but had really bloomed since being bred. 

So I got up early, drove three hours and looked at the entry…5 Dutch!  My four plus one.  My first thought was, “I drove three hours through Western Kansas for this?”  But soon I realized, hey, I’m at a show.  Several friends were there, and I got to spend time talking to them (something I can’t do if judging!) and pitched in and took comments for awhile.  In the A show, Midnight Rambler took BOB and Factory Girl took BOS under Tex.  Conall judged Dutch in the B show and flipped them. 

Both Best in Shows were held at the end of the day.  I was most looking forward to the A show, since Midnight has been my favorite rabbit all fall.  I am probably biased since I’m enamored with him both as a show rabbit and a new herdsire.  He has not only the looks but an outgoing, confident personality.  And he won…nothing.  Soon the BOB winners for the B show were called up, and Tex stepped up to pick BIS.  I thought, “just my luck,” because Factory Girl had won this show and he had picked her as BOS.  Much to my surprise, he chose her as 1st Runner Up!  It was a great way to end her show career, but alas, NO third leg!  Oh well…

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I’m off to Georgia to judge this weekend, but will be sending rabbits to Harper with my mom.  The Dutch are dropping like flies from my show string, mostly due to does turning senior and being bred for NDS.  Thank goodness for senior bucks!  I will also be sending Amante, a cute broken chin Mini Rex buck, for his first show.  He’s a little young, but it will be interesting to see how he competes with the rest of the Brokens!





Convention Report

3 11 2008

Warning: Shameless bragging ahead.  I promised pictures…I just didn’t promise great ones!

Kentucky was a blast!!  I had a really great time, but as always, it was way too short!  I judged Polish, which was split between Monday and Tuesday.  I didn’t really mind since that meant I got to watch my Dutch be judged.  It has been years since I’ve actually been able to watch my rabbits show at Convention and I would have hated to have missed it this time!

My Black Sr. Doe (Tumbling Dice) went up first on one table.  She has really come into coat so I just wanted her to place…after all, she has raised 4 litters and had another one in August, which I fostered off, and is pregnant again.  Just that she is in show shape is quite an accomplishment!  About halfway through the class of 38 I realized she was still up.  She was still on the table when placements started, still on the table when the top 10 started, and soon I realized she was sitting in the first place coop.  I started sweating bullets when she made the top 5, and was ecstatic when she placed first!!  I carried her back, wiped my eyes (hey, it’s been a long haul) and returned to the same table to watch Midnight Rambler in the Blue Sr. Buck class.

Midnight was naughty (as expected) and the judge commented when he first looked at him that he was loaded and ready to spray!  He went directly into the holding coops, where he bounded around and demanded attention.  I was glad that I’d bumped him up to a senior, because he looked like he belonged in that class.  He was my favorite going in, but I almost couldn’t believe it when he placed first as well!

The junior classes were judged, and none of mine placed, which I expected.  I was just happy that Zuma didn’t get sent off at first glance, which is quite a feat for a 10 week old buck in a class of 75!  The girls lost to some older, more conditioned animals, but after the first two classes, I really didn’t care!  I did find out when I got my packet that Factory Girl placed 12th in the fur class…not bad considering she was not my most finished rabbit and I’d tried to sub Dice in fur at check-in.  Oh well!

Specials ended up not being picked until Tuesday, so I judged some Polish Monday afternoon and returned to the showroom early to groom Dice and Midnight.  I figured anything else would be gravy, but I was hopeful.  Luckily, my table was back-to-back with the Dutch table, so I was able to keep an ear open.  I did pause in the middle of the Black Jr. Doe class to listen to the Black and Blue specials…I really wanted to do a good job with the Polish and knew it would be better to stop for a second and know what was happening than wonder! 

Dice was picked as Best Sr. Black, BOV was a gorgeous and very deserving junior doe I’d had my hands on the day before.  And Midnight won BOSV Blue, to a lovely senior doe who went on to win Best Senior All Colors.  I definitely felt that two years of hard work and rebuilding had been worth the effort and that I was on the right track with my herd.  I was even happier that both of them were sired by Bing.  Besides getting a show report, my mom also got instructions to give him some extra treats that night!  I also owe a big “Thank You” to Sue Peters, who helped me start back up again with a blue doe who became Dice’s mom and Midnight’s grandmother!

dice1GC Briony’s Tumbling Dice, 1st Place Black Sr. Doe and Best Black Senior

midnight1GC Briony’s Midnight Ramber, 1st Place Blue Sr. Buck and BOSV (That look in his eyes?  Pure mischief.)

My Dutch friends like to say that a national show recharges the batteries and gets you ready for the next one.  I am definitely “charged up” and am breeding like crazy for National Dutch Show in the spring!