OF TESS TRUEHEART AND SPARKLE
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WAG AND SPARKLE
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Saga of a woman old enough to know better who lets her life be governed by the ridiculous hobby of breeding and showing dogs, musing on life, the twenty first century, Cameron and his mini-me, and the occasional sheep.
"IN DOG YEARS, I`M DEAD"
Wednesday, July 30, 2014
Another of mine goes off to try his luck without me. And again it`s a funny feeling.
A very prominent exhibitor asked if I would be willing to share Sparkle in a partnership. She had fallen for him when she judged him in the spring. It was a very good and flattering offer, and I thought it over and felt that given my age and travel problems it would be silly to say no. He would get to many more shows, and be in really good hands. I don`t tend to get to any shows south of the midlands nowadays. This would let him achieve his full potential.
However, it seems to have worked out, and in a strange way. Sparkle has become obsessed with their older dog. Imagine the most intense Justin Bieber or One Direction teen groupie, and you are getting near it. He can`t have the dog out of his sight, and will not strut his stuff unless he knows that dog is present. Personally I have never seen anything like it. Dogs do form attachments, but this seems a bit excessive. But the others in the partnership think it is OK, and certainly Sparkle is happy and confident – and winning! Clearly he has quite a future ahead of him.
Always something new in dogs!