Plans Changed

The plans in my head for the day had to change again. I was meeting Nicola in Treborth for tea and cake, but she got there early due to the phone shop being closed in Bangor. Lucky really, I had hoped to walk in Parc Menai, but this morning Steve decided he was coming with me, he wanted to go to Stermart. Great! LOL Oh hell, I didn't mind, as it's nice to do things together, but I missed out on my walks. Anyway, we had lunch out and the guys had fun in the fields! 

Shame - Now it's in my head!

 Just great lyrics - During the feud I was always team Robbie, but I have to admit, I love them both. 

Friends

Last night a friend had me in tears, before you go knocking on her door and smashing her face in, 😆let me tell you about it. We were chatting about last weekend, and why I was almost a no - show at the National. She said "On no, I would have really missed you had you not turned up, and since we are being soppy," she said " I want to thank you for your friendship and for always having my back." WOW, I  could feel myself getting emotional, but she continued, " you are such a great friend, a nice, kind person and you never judge me for all my faults and regular mistakes. " Well hell, that is how it should be between friends, isn't it? I feel blessed to have her, and many others in my life too ... sometimes I've no idea how I'd function without being able to rant to my mates. 

Recently there has been unrest between two of my friends, and though they are both still getting on at the shows, the tension is sadly obvious. I've heard both sides of the story, and they speak as they found it and as it affected them. According to Robbie and Gary there are always three versions of a story, "Yours and mine and then the truth." The truth is somewhere in between both versions, but no one is lying; they are simply relaying it as they experienced it. Anyway I've listened to both, and all I can say to them is to keep themselves safe from further hurt by building that barrier just a little bit higher. It's not worth losing the friends, but self preservation is paramount. 

Disclaimer (LOL) The recent photos taken at shows may have nothing to do with the post! 

Minffordd Mooches

Having been to Mum's for 9.30am and made sure she was Ok, I set off for a walk with Beti and Meerah. It's surprising how much time you can spend walking in an industrial estate. I suppose they enjoyed it far more than me, but there were some pretty little places; apart from the lake, there were meadows of wildflowers. 

No, Beti, you are not going in. Thank God Ross was at home!

I did see other dog walkers, but not many. One man, who I had a quick chat with was walking one of the oddest GSD's I've ever seen. The tan was so pale it was almost black and white. Bless him, he was no show dog, but as long as he was loved and happy, who cares! I also saw a man with a collie, but he turned tail and went the other way, LOL. Just as I was leaving, I saw another man with a L/C GSD. Another slightly odd-looking dog, the first had been tall and narrow, this guy was smaller and squat with a head that reminded me more of a Eurasier than a GSD. (Google it) 

Finally A Morning Of Walking

Siska and Orin

My main man didn't eat breakfast this morning. I'm not sure why, it's not like him, but he seemed fine in himself. He did bring up some yellow bile on the walk, but otherwise he's been Ok and eaten tonight. 

I fecked up last night and forgot to close Orin's crate; he was sleeping in it and I just got on with things. Around 9.30pm, there was the most aggressive two-way barking and growling. Thank god for the baby gate between the living room and middle room, otherwise we would have had a horrific brother fight! Like I say, more often than not, human error is what lets us down. 

Ross and Beti

These two are so much fun, but I forgot the kong so someone was pulling up roots and sticks. I've been gloating a lot recently that I'm really good with two retractable leads now. Well, thank god no one was watching me today as Beti and I got tangled in the gorse too many times to count, but the low point (if you like) was when the bit she got tangled in came out of the ground and came with her; it was hard enough to untangle as it was ... but Ross "helping" made it bloody impossible! 

Sammi, Zeus, Meerah 

I took these three onto the mountain; the girls ran riot, with Sammi again forgetting her age! I do feel so sorry for Zeus when the others are running, but what can I do? 

Before The Hail.

It's near as damn it midway through May, almost the end of spring. The sky looks like November, and then we got battered by hail! I know I don't like the heat, but a little bit of warmth and bright weather at this time of year is quite acceptable! 

Beti's season has been over for days. Without doubt I missed the first few days, that's not like me, but I am keeping an eye on Siska and Meerah! It's now over 6 months since Siska's last season. Reno goes to France on the 7th of June, so I'm more or less resigned to the fact that there will not be a Blanik litter this Summer. If I hadn't paid the stud fee, I may have looked elsewhere, but really Reno is still my first choice for Siska, so unless she hangs on till July to come into season, then we'll just have to wait till next year! 

Oswestry Critiques

The Weekend And Today

I've made a conscious decision not to look at the memories page today; to be honest, it wasn't too hard, as I had another morning call out to Tremadog! Of course I've thought of Kaiah, it's impossible to forget when there is so much to remember. 

Having done what needed doing at Mum's I went for a 30 min walk, to get back in time to play tea lady and waitress to her guests! 

Yesterday wasn't the best of starts to the day, Owen cancelled, and I had to face a drive on my own to Junct 10 of the M6. I felt so lost and lonely and considered turning back numerous times before hitting the A55, but once on it, I told myself it was too late to change my mind. Drives to shows are usually fun, part of the excitement of the day, but yesterday I was initially stressed and tearful. The situation with Mum, Steve and the anniversary were on my mind, but I'd also had two nights of nightmares which included the green-eyed monster laughing at me and at Beti. I told Steve and he asked, 'Well, why are you dreaming about her?' Hell, I wish I knew, as I've said before, it's not choice she just breaks into my dreams! Anyway, as I said, I hit the A55, put Ed on and focus on "My Peoples," my dogs and my happy place. 

I saw the catalouge and knew Orin would not win, sometimes the reputation of a dog precedes it, and there's no getting past it. But if I were asked, 'Which one would you like to take home?' well, my answer would honestly be, my own ... enough said! Beti is not quite in coat, but I was happy with her in the class, though I have a feeling Sarah was pissed with me at the end of the class. Ah well! 

On the drive home I was in a better headspace, and with loud music and sunshine, I seemed to be home in good time. When I got home, I immediately noticed that Steve was struggling, and then came the story. Zeus had gone between his legs, and Steve had gone over. Zeus had then gone over to see what Steve was doing on the floor and headbutted him, in the process of all of this, his stick had got caught in the lead and ended up on the other side of the garden, making it initially impossible for him to get up. Ok other than stiffness and more aches than normal, no harm done! 

I know that when people bring home a dog, they don't ever think of rehoming it, but I wish they would consider the safety of the exercises they teach them. Why do so many people teach these dogs to weave through their legs? Such a stupid thing to teach a dog to do! 

A Second Day At The National

Orin and Beti both managed a second in their classes at The National. I'm hoping Beti will only get better now, and Orin, well he's never let me down has he! 

Mattie At 7 weeks

Looking fed up already Mattie? Two weeks to go!