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"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Mr Wag is now in Ireland – another boy gone west to make his fortune (or not). He has settled well – he would settle well anywhere. And he is with his dad. Both are to come back.
Sparkle has become really keen on showing. He has only been to 3 shows, but at the big Scottish Championship show he strutted and posed and was Best Puppy in Breed. I was amazed. He was not. I think he expected it as his due. He really is very arrogant. and in the Puppy Group, while we were waiting, he intimated to the puppy standing next to him that its presence was not wanted, and he had to be picked up quickly. We had a really long wait that day, but he didn`t care at all, and didn`t tire. Perhaps this comes from his attendance at shows as a baby, when he quickly decided he was the guard dog, protecting the girls. So he never slept. He sat up and watched. Mr Wag, who clearly thought he was an idiot, was, I think, not included in his watch.
|Sparkle - everyone say "awww!"|
I was delighted to see Cupcake again. And he did remember me. He looked a bit puzzled though – who was he going home with?
So Sparkle came home with a large rosette. And an equally large ego. It was not even dented when he didn`t get Best Puppy at a very disorganised show the next day, and being seriously admired did him no harm at all, even when he treated the admirers to his tiny growl as a warning not to steal his girls. He doesn`t realise that his big eyes and melting expression only elicit “awww!” from his admirers. In his head he is a Dire Wolf.
Well, arrogance is a big help in a show dog. However it goes, I think Sparkle will enjoy himself.
And that`s the main thing for a show puppy dog.