Ahh, the Misery!

I had forgotten just how hard rabbit shows can be for me. I take medications to control my sinuses, but there's nothing I have at the moment that can make my breathing problems easier. This is why I claim that rabbits will shorten my life. I had a wonderful time at the show, the friends were plentiful, the competition was good, the rabbits were beautiful. We walked away with 3 BOB and 1 BOV award, which really wasn't bad considering just how long it's been since we showed.

My eldest picked up a new AFL buck, not showable due to late onset eye spot, but a lot of greatness in him (had a BIS once). My second picked up... a rat. *sigh* Another boy, thankfully, but still it's yet another little mouth to feed and look after. Someone also gave my eldest a senior trio of Mini-lop rabbits and I picked her up another pair of young does, rounding that group out to 5 total. She thinks she'll be showing those sub-standard rabbits, I'm thinking potential meat source. We'll see.

Speaking of meat source, the pickings were slim at the raffle table today, which is unusual. However even so we walked away with 3 rabbits and a bottle of homemade strawberry wine. The rabbits will likely be gracing the freezer soon as none are breeds we currently raise (1 English spot, 1 Jersey wooly, 1 Lionhead). I may have to do the butchering some weekday morning however, as I ran into quite a bit of resistance to their being eaten by my eldest. What she doesn't know won't bother me.

Now if only I could recover enough to be comfortable about going on to sleep...