Well, not exactly, but I had to tell you. Something really exciting happened (or so mistress says). I was placed 3rd in Veteran Bitch at Crufts. I didn't know it was exciting. I just did my thing. What was muuccchhh more exciting to me - I bit a big dog on the nose!
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Its Showtime! That means a doggy day out. Mistress took me to the Sports Connexion, (Coventry City Football Club training ground). We've been there lots of times before. It's always a great time for mistress to meet old friends and for me to get lots of treats (something I well like!) Now I know the way down (there's always lots of smells to enjoy and trees to try to get to and lots of doggy conversations coming from the halls and across the car parks) but when we got inside I really thought I was in the wrong place.
It was a long day. It seemed an age when mistress went out on Friday morning to tea-time when she came back. She said she was off to 'Crufts'. I wasn't allowed to go apparently because I hadn't qualified but some of my canine friends were there and mistress' friends too so she wanted to see how they got on. When she got back I hurled myself at the thing that opens (a door apparently) then shot out into the back garden. Well it had been a long day and I had been a good girl. When I came back mistress ad a goody bag all for me! That's me with my prize new treasure, two tennis balls on a strong rope. It's a bit heavy for my little mouth but I'm making very sure no-one else Yesterday was not fun. Mistress said it was 'showtime'. Brilliant! It's ages since I've seen some of my human pals (doggy 'pals' I can give a miss to). Off we went. I was nice and wrapped up in my waterproof coat. It was sunny. It all looked set for a nice day out. I might even get a bit of cheese or a snippet of a bacon sandwich as a treat. Firstly, the bus into Birmingham didn't arrive when it said it would on the timetable. That was okay. Mistress had left a bit extra time to find the bus stop in Birmingham for Worcester. The map of the post said it started at New Street so off we went through all the Saturday crowds to New Street. I didn't like that much. There were too many feet and a lot of them big. We went into a little kiosk called 'Information' where a very nice and helpful young lady told us we needed to be back where we came from, just the other end of the road! 55 minutes later the bus still hadn't come. Mistress said one had been 'taken off'. Even in my nice waterproof coat I was shivering. After waiting so long mistress looked at her watch and said it was too late to go. We would be too late for my classes. So we went back home. I had a few walks and sniffs and a nicy chewy stick on the bus for being so goodbut it seemed a long time (mistress said 5 hours) just travelling to Birmingham and back. I wonder if the bus companies ever have to stand at bus stops getting cold?
I was in the dog-house. Well and truly. For three nights I had whined, refused to go in my own bed and generally been a nuisance at night. Mistress was singularly unimpressed and I got a smack or two which, being a Cairn, meant I did exactly the opposite of what mistress wanted just to be wilful. I knew mistress would really like me to have one more rosette before the summer ended but it did seem most unlikely. We had a little talk before we went to Great Barr but ... a rosette? I'm not too impressed with mistress' photograph but must tell you. It was my first time in a show ring. Mistress took me to a place called Perry Barr. I had just got my breath back from Birmingham (apparently there's new signs at New Street which got mistress properly lost!) when we got off the bus (at the wrong stop!) so had to scamper to register by half past ten. We were in the ring second, and the rains came down! All of us dogs were sodden (and mistress didn't look much better! That'll teach her not to take something for her head!) There were eleven of us in the ring, some big dogs and some 'table' dogs like me. I did my bit though mistress let me down a bit handling me, but I still came third in our group. That's me with my first rosette. Now back to sleep. |
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