The third and final day of the dog show and MD’s worse day. No clears today. An assorted selection of faults and an elimination. Doggo is clear though, with a storming run in the Vets.
Then once the show is over, there comes the packing away. Many hands though make light work of it.
They ask for someone to drive the lorry around to pick up all the rubbish sacks. Everyone looks at their hands or the floor. Ok I’ll do it. Quite fun actually, as we load up the skip.
Then we head home to a clean shaven Son, a takeaway curry and some Olympic catching up.
(Sunday 29th July)