that's buttercup, (you may remember her from last week) giving me a kiss after we apparently got second place in our class. i'm not sure if it was showmanship or halter, nor do i recall how many people were in the class. all i really know is that second place is the first loser and it was probably here that i first heard, "win or don't come home." such are the tribulations of being the eldest, all the expectations fall on your shoulders, even if you're only 7.
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