Chapter 45
Ambassadors Diarmuid and I were asked to represent our breed at the “Mein Tier” (My Pet) Fair in Oldenburg yesterday. Of course we were flattered and agreed to go. We forgot that it would mean 2 weeks of combing, trimming, bathing, combing but Mummy didn’t forget.
There was a free space at our Klub für Terrier stand, run by Sebastian Schmidt-Kort from the Osnabrück chapter, so we moved in and set up camp with Mummy’s girlfriend Enne and her Irish Terriers. Sebastian was very pleased to see that we represented the two types of coat: Irish (me) and American (Diarmuid).
They are convinced that their next dog will be a Wheaten, when their elder Ridgeback passes on. Diarmuid and I sold them on the SCWT. Twice we went into the ring with the other Klub für Terrier breeds and Sebastian did a very impressive moderation of the 15 terrier breeds present, their history and characteristics. Sometimes Mummy had both of us but she also let Yasmin have Diarmuid or me part of the time. We behaved for Yasmin because she’s good to us and takes us for walks when Mummy and Daddy are gone too long.
Sebastian pointed out how fit I am for my 14 years (minus one week). Mummy only had to speak into the mike to say that she has been doing Agility and Rally Obedience with us for 10 years, when he asked about our sports activities. Three of our Agility/Rally friends from other clubs stopped by with friend/ daughter/ husband . We had good chats and were proud to be on the exhibitor side. After the afternoon ring presentation, I needed a nap on my blanket and Diarmuid had lost most of his oomph, too. Daddy went to the car to get out of the noise. We stuck it out until 5:30, when Mummy was the only one who wasn’t running on the reserve battery and there were few visitors left in the hall. When we got home, Diarmuid and I both went to our crates, where Yasmin gave us chew bones she had bought us with her pocket money when we weren’t looking. After that we slept all evening and all night. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
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