The other day we went to the county fair. They had chickens (of course)! My Little Sister's Farm entered some eggs in a contest, but I didn't see anybody from there or from the buffalo farm around. There were some gorgeous draft horses, as well as all breeds of cattle, goats, and sheep. Also rabbits. I didn't know most of what 4-H did, but they also apparently have a lot of non-livestock-related activities, such as table setting, photography, flower arrangement, and sewing. Who knew? (Aside from them.)They had gorgeous goats (above -- check out that kid! So cute) and very silly sheep. I didn't realize there were so many different breeds of goats and sheep, which is probably naive of me, but I have no real experience with goats or sheep. They had adorable kids, dairy calves and lambs, screaming pigs (seriously swine in groups will continuously make noise), and sheep in various stages of hair growth.
How badass are these two? Look at those horns, their rugged wool, their jaded, cynical attitudes... Surely these are the Casanovas of the sheep world. I bet they get all the ewes.

Some were freshly sheared, while their pen-mates were hilariously not, which just shows you how much of what we think of the essence 0f sheepiness (fluffy, short, white goat-shaped things that kind of just graze around and generally look like puffy l
and clouds). The top one is kind of.. naked looking, don't you think? And her friend there has a wonderful puffy coat of lovely wool. (They refused to look at me in the .83 seconds that I attempted to get their attention. 4-H-ers were looking at me in a way that seemed suspicious and slightly disgusted. Yeah, I don't even know if Lake Oswego had a 4-H group.) For more information on 4-H, including what those four H's stand for, you can visit their official website. I think the coolest of the small quadrupeds, however, were the curly-horned sheep whose breed name I have of course completely forgotten despite having tried to memorize it and writing it down on a slip of paper that has since gotten lost (naturally). My roommate/landlord says that they're Navajo sheep, which sounds right.

Unforunately, despite the fact that the fairgrounds were originally built for 4-H, the owners want to start making money off the grounds (4-H is free). They're tearing down the buildings one at a time in the hopes of driving the 4-H-ers off. The 4-H group apparently doesn't have enough organization to take a stand or move en masse, so changes are good that the group will completely fall apart once that happens. It's a real shame, because the facilities are amazing. The sheep building had shearing stations, the cow building had a pair of milking stations (how cool is that?), and the relatively low-maintenance grounds were still pretty decently kept. The only horses they had there were Clydesdales -- the horse building had already been demolished.

Still, all in all, it was pretty interesting. Robin got a "brick of curly fries," which pretty much looked the way it sounds, and Nikki got a turkey leg. She said it was disappointingly dry, but it'd been sitting out in the heat under a heat lamp for hours, so I don't know what she expected. Sunset that day was nice too.
Oh, and all the photos from this post were taken with my cellphone. It's fancy and has a 3 mega pixel camera. I love it. I do wish, however, that I'd thought to whip it out when we first got there and stopped in the chicken / rabbit building - there were some beautiful birds in there.