It's Mine! No, it's MINE!

And today was pretty much like yesterday....

I am choosing to look at the results (or lack thereof in Cash's case) as information. Nothing more.

Cash gave me GREAT attention outside the ring. Isn't that how it always is? But from the start sign, just lost it. Only through do-overs was I able to get him halfway through the course before he left the ring. He did come back, but by that time the judge excused us. I wonder WHAT is going on in that head of his when he gets into a ring and the leash is removed.

I'm thinking about registering him with APDT (another rally venue) where we can start in Novice again and all exercises are on leash. Hmmm, have to mull that one over.

In other news, Betty got Reserve again today, but showed happily and looked fabulous (if I do say so myself). Another poodle person helped me with her topknot yesterday, but today, I did it all by my lonesome. For the first time in 30 years! She is such a happy girl.

Here's some video taken by Julia, the 12 year old granddaughter of my friend, Loretta. You can hear Loretta in the background talking and hooting for Betty.

My bad that I forgot to tell Julia not to zoom in as the quality gets fuzzy. The first dog seen is the light platinum bitch who won. Betty is the gunmetal grey with the big mouth. Hopefully the sound comes through.....

Oh, well tomorrow is another day

I took Cash and Betty to the Seward County Kennel Club show today with high hopes of Cash finishing his RA and Betty getting her first points. As the title says, oh well, tomorrow is another day (and another show).

Cash had to either be scratched or shown by a friend because their ring times were 10 minutes and 150 yards apart in separate buildings.

Kris did the very best she could with Cash. Nice attention outside the ring. Once the leash came off, it was another story. The judge asked, "Are you ready?" Kris looked down at Cash to make eye contact and get his attention, and he took one look around and left the ring. He is my velcro dog and even at that, there are times his nose overrules his adoration of mom. Timing is better tomorrow and I'll be handling him, so wish me luck that we get that final leg for his RA.

Betty was one of only two miniatures bitches entered today. No dogs and no specials were entered so we had a shot at Best of Variety. Alas, it was not to be. Although she showed beautifully with her tail up and very happy, the other girl, a very light platinum silver, took the point and the Variety. I was very pleased that Betty was not at all nervous or shaky and for her very first show, that is huge. She was enjoying herself so much in the ring that when some terriers in another ring were sparring noisily, Betty let out the Whoop! she is famous for. It sounds something like the scream at the start of CSI: Miami.

I was so pleased she had a good time, especially since she is not the best car traveler and tends to upchuck. She rode to Seward with a towel pinned around her throat and front of her jacket as a bib, just in case. She was fine on the hour and a half ride out. I pulled up outside the obedience/rally building and Kris took Cash and I drove to the conformation building. The minute I turned around to leave Kris, Betty started hurling. Good girl that she is she managed to barf in the trashcan in the van. Considering that kind of a start to her day, I was especially happy she showed so well. What a trooper!