Somewhere On A Hillside

First day of three at my own club's dog show. Originally scheduled for July, it has been twice moved and postponed. Now it takes place somewhere on a hillside near Melton Mowbray. It's actually a disused airfield but it's so exposed and windy that the jumps won't stay up and small dogs are routinely blown off the dog walk. We have to peg everything into the ground.

The start is also delayed start, due to the nearest A road being blocked by car accident. Someone trying to overtake a dog person's caravan I believe.

We have just two runs today. Doggo misses his last weave pole in jumping and then misses all his contacts on the agility course. He even fell off the dog walk. I'm sure he'll blame the wind; I think he just wasn't looking where he was going. He's a bit over excited. Better luck tomorrow.

The show has five competition rings today and eight for tomorrow and it takes an age setting them all up because we're a bit short staffed with it being a workday. Although a surprisingly high number of kids seems to have got the day off school 'sick'. Even one of the teachers turns up, which makes it difficult to criticise the kids.

Traffic is horrendous on the way home.

L points out that Doggo will skip his contacts again tomorrow if he's not taken to the pub tonight. I know how he feels. I need to be taken to the pub too. So we take him to the Plough. A pint of Legend and two and half of Supreme, and scratchings for Doggo. Excellent recovery strategy.