SPARKLE GOES FORTH
CUPCAKE DOES IT!
OF TESS TRUEHEART AND SPARKLE
AWAY DOWN SOUTH
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"
Saturday, August 09, 2014
But I have to admit that I have occasionally thought how good it would be to repeat the last litter, and perhaps have another Sparkle and another Tess Trueheart . Just a thought.
|"It`s very relaxing to be retired!" - Solitaire|
I mentioned this to another dog person and spoke of what might have been. “Oh but you can, “ said he; “My friend had her bitch accidentally caught by a dog, and the KC allowed a 5th litter on appeal”.
“But, “ said I “that would be by her own dog at home.” And I had a brief but arresting vision of Solitaire, with her little bundle tied on a stick over her shoulder and my railcard firmly gripped between her teeth, eyes shining with anticipation, sneaking out to the station and boarding a train to the north of England, heading for a secret assignation with her previous husband.
Well, Solitaire is an excellent mother, but she hasn`t a romantic bone in her body. The emotional brief encounter simply isn`t going to happen. Retired is retired.
And anyway, she doesn`t know where I keep my railcard.