I’ll get the diet stuff out of the way first.
I’m getting fat. There, I said it. I still have my leg muscle, but the little bit of butt muscle I had is now hiding under a layer of jiggly. Sigh. Back on the wagon tomorrow. I keep telling myself that bikini season is just around the corner, but my mind has a hard time believing me since it’s currently -25 outside.
Anyway, on to the dog show stuff.
Ann and I went to a dog show in Detroit on the weekend. If we hadn’t had so much fun it would have been a disaster. We got turned in the wrong direction twice thanks to the GPS, had to wait forever at the border and hardly got any sleep due to the screaming kids outside the hotel. Then they lost our spot on the bench at the show, so we had to get one assigned. Ann and Nova didn’t fair well in the obedience ring since none of us had gotten any sleep. We had to stay on the bench all day and by the time we were able to leave neither of us felt like staying another day so we came home.
In conformation there was only one rottie there that was nice looking. His name was Caesar and he took Breed and Group 3. He was very handsome. I was able to visit with some breeds I like, specifically the Staffy Bulls, Frenchies and Bostons. It was like heaven. There were neat vendors there as well, but since I’d forgotten to exchange my Canadian money I left empty handed.
Ann told me some stories about her previous dog show adventures that left me either speechless or rolling with laughter. I learned a lot, as I always do when I visit with Ann, and it was nice to get out and socialize.
Popularity. I has it.
