This weekend I got a Group 4, whatever that means. All I know is that it was cold, cold, cold in Iowa. Sometimes I had to lay on my back and shake my feet in the air so mom would get the ice out of my paws. She threatened to get me boots, so I got up real quick and tried to act tough the rest of the weekend.
This dog show thing is really lots of fun, and I try my best to do everything I'm supposed to do.
My friend Don took me in the ring all weekend. He has good treats, so I watched him and tried to be good. Sometimes I can't help it and the barkies get the best of me, but I can tone it down when I have to.
Mom was really excited after we got our big white ribbon from the second judge today. I had to get my picture taken again, and everyone knows I hate standing still for the photographer. I think maybe some day I'll do better, but all these people telling me to put this foot here, that foot there. If they'd leave me alone, I'd make myself look better than they can!
This dog show thing is really lots of fun, and I try my best to do everything I'm supposed to do.
