Today should have been another dog show day for the girls. I'm sitting here pondering how we would have got on and missing my friends, but I'm not despondent because I have my lovely husband back home. Ok, I can't help but look at the classes and wonder where we'd be placed, but I'm grateful beyond compare that the most important person in my life is back by my side. I can't deny I hoped his mobility would be better, but he can just about make it from the bedroom to the bathroom, just the 2 inch step to come out of the bedroom is causing us problems. (he's calling it Everest) Thankfully, the chair is ideal for him and the electric reclining bed has come into it own as it raises him partly out of the bed. The financial cost of this fall really doesn't bear thinking about .. that on top of Luther's £719 vet bill throws us well and truly into the shit financially for a few months. Thank god our vets are willing to take monthly payments!
Last week there was so much talk about today's show, well not just last week actually. Apparently the tickets were a done deal with the "you scratch my back and I'll scratch yours" rumours rife, corruption and cheating was predicted again ... how funny to see the predicted winner wasn't even entered let alone exhibited. Often I feel the unfounded rumours are more damaging to the breed than the so-called corruption. I'm not denying it doesn't go on, it does, but in my opinion to a much lesser degree than the rumour mill would have us believe!
I suppose today that I can take some comfort from the fact that Beti has thrown her coat, and Meerah? Well at the moment she doesn't look like she has the potential to make the grade, time will tell if she'll look the part with maturity, but with luck and good fortune I may be able to mate Siska again next year.