At Fault

My legs seem fine after last night’s hairy adventures which is a good job as I’m in Worcester today for a dog show.

We have a nice clear round to start off the day despite MD looking like he’s not really woken up yet. To be fair, although he was a bit sluggish at first, he did seem to have woken up by jump number four.

It was also going well on our second run until he inexplicably missed out a jump, his fault I think, and our third run was going equally well until I miss queued the tunnel, my fault I think.

Back home L is still in bed probably because she can’t move after all her efforts yesterday. Although she claims she is actually enthused and planning her race diary.

We miss a contact on our last run, probably his fault... so we head off home, stopping off at Aston to see my folks on the way.

In the evening we do a grand tour of Beeston’s two micro pubs, Pottle Of Blues and Totally Tapped.

(Saturday 17^th June)