La Vacita

On the side of being a police man, my dad raises a bunch of vacas (cows). He asked me if I would pasear (walk around) with his vacita (little cow) during the fair. Of course I accepted, but at the time I thought it was a little calf. Little did I know it was a full grown female cow.

The day of the fair comes and “Lucy” is well groomed and ready to show. They called our number and I walk here out to be judged. Now folks, if you know anything about me, you’d know I’m pretty competitive. There was no way we were going to loose this competition. I’ve got the gringa thing going for me, but to win with a bunch of farmer boys you have to take it a step further.

I walked out there like a true campesino woman, complete with a sombrero and my hair in braids. Instantly you could hear the chatter in the crowd. Who’s that? Why is she with that cow? Who does the cow belong to?? The judge was equally confused.

I showed the cow, walked it a perfect circle, showed it again and…….. won first place! Yeah, I like to kick some butt now and then. I also like to make my family proud. Here’s me, Lucy, my grandpa, dad, mom, and little brother.