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.
We were in the bigger hall but instead of the usual packed hall with small rings and dog crates and seats and tables, mistress said it looked more like a Bedouin tent in the middle of the desert than a dog show! It was really light, (there were big chandeliers hanging from the top of the tent), and the ceiling was all white pleated drapes! It was nice. There was lots more room. A friend of mistress said she had asked and they had said there had been a school prom the night before (whatever that is) and a wedding reception after our show. But it was different!
PS. I didn't tell you but I got 2nd out of 3 in PostGrad! Mistress couldn't believe it! I never (well, very nearly never) get placed, I just tag along at the end, but this time the judge actually chose me!!! A nice lady mistress was talking to said I deserved it too, which made mistress really proud. My best bit was sharing mistress' ham sandwich waiting at the bus stop in the sunshine. Now that was good!
PS. I didn't tell you but I got 2nd out of 3 in PostGrad! Mistress couldn't believe it! I never (well, very nearly never) get placed, I just tag along at the end, but this time the judge actually chose me!!! A nice lady mistress was talking to said I deserved it too, which made mistress really proud. My best bit was sharing mistress' ham sandwich waiting at the bus stop in the sunshine. Now that was good!