It was an early start to Manchester, but not as dog shows go, it's just there have been very few early starts recently, and I've got quite lazy! I picked Owen up in Bodelwyddan, then joined up with Debbie in St.Asaph before all change at Junction 10 of the M56 where Linda jumped in with me and Owen joined Debbie.
It was just great to see the special people in my life again. Despite a post floating around Facebook that stronger people have fewer friends, I'm happy if I'm considered weaker as I love the people I'm blessed to have in my life. It's not that I need them to pander to me or "Validate my worth," I just love having my like-minded friends around!
Beti was in the biggest class of the day, and looked fab. She gave a great performance for Arron and really gave me the boost I needed. I have to say I do regret not taking Orin, I'm sure he'd have managed a very respectful 3rd in Open, but of course, I'll never know!
Siska really didn't want to play, I guess her hormones were in charge on the day, but she was still happy to sit in her chair and eat crisps!
A few people that I expect to see were absent, but having found out that one of them had had major surgery 2 weeks before, I was concerned. Anyway I rang him yesterday, and we talked for an hour which ended up with him thanking me for the call saying it had really cheered him up.
Back to the show, Katie bless her walked round the GSD ring giving out Cadbury cream eggs, not my favourite, but I put one in my pocket for later. Sarah kindly bought me a Wham! T.shirt, and I've been told I have to wear it for Crufts ... so even with Last Christmas on it, I will wear it. As we packed up Linda was hanging onto Beti, an elder gentleman was desperately trying to get her attention (Beti's not Linda's 😁) but she only had eyes for me. (Beti not Linda!!) Anyway I lead her over to meet him and she was her usual cuddly self but as I turned to continue collapsing her cage she watched my every move. I guess, happy that I was not going anywhere she went back to her new friend, and as I said "Just watch her she can get OTT," she climbed onto his lap and gave him a big wet sloppy kiss, well several actually. He was beaming, Beti made his day!
As I was packing up I came across a prize card that wasn't ours in our trolley, hopefully forgotten and not simply discarded. As I've said before, for me it's not about the "Prize" these days, it's about the accolade. Class trophies and rosettes are wonderful to receive, but sadly many here have just ended up in landfill, at least the cards can be popped in a folder and saved. Of course, "Special" rosettes and trophies are treasured, but too much of a good thing kind of ruins the moment for me.
After Debbie's van was dug out of the mud, we set off for home. I had discussed with Ian that I'd like to follow him home, and I was kind of hoping for a Maccies stop, but sadly they had gone, and I just didn't feel comfortable going to Maccies on my own with Owen, yeah I'm a bit odd, but I got a sandwich in Bodelwyddan services and as I competed the journey on my own I regretted not buying chocolate for myself. Then a light bulb moment. Cadbury's Cream egg .. but where was it? I have six pockets in my body warmer but for the life of me I couldn't feel where it was from the outside. There was nothing else for it, other than a search of all the pockets ... 5 pockets down and no egg .. pocket no 6 .. OMG my hand was engulfed in a sticky mess, and as I tried to pull my hand out of my pocket the pocked pulled through so it was inside out and a mass of stick egg, melted chocolate and silver paper covered my hand. Now I'm on my own in the dark, on the A55, all I could do was flick it off onto the dashboard and suck the melted goo off my hands - what a mess!!! Lesson learned, don't put a Cadburys Cream egg in your pocket and expect it to still be whole 6 hours later!

