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October 2007
Dear Irish Terrier Friends,
After what can only be called a ‘dodgy’ summer the autumn has settled in to some beautiful warm days with that tang in the air as the sun goes down.
And don’t our Irish Terriers in their golden brown coats look wonderful set against the falling leaves?
It’s big squirrel chasing time and Zuli and Beeg spend their walks stalking on bent knees through the park rather like a canine Tai Chi duo… except for the brief dash at the end as the squirrel leaps up a tree.
There’s a huge fine now in the London parks if your dog catches one so we move on rather fast and disown any ‘hits’.
The Open Show and Fun Day at Roade were even more popular this year with a great crowd entering and watching the competitions and races. Roade is well placed with easy access from the M1 and the weather was perfect.
Susan and John Seabridge organise the competitions with great skill and good humour, best of all everyone wins a prize presented by John, our charming judge who is a vet and knows about pets!
It is wonderful to see so many children managing their dogs and puppies with such good sense and affection. The obedience competition always anathema to my dogs (and me!) is becoming really impressive. Terriers by their nature tend to decide things for themselves, but with ‘good citizenship’ a real necessity for dogs in a crowded modern world, early obedience training is becoming a must.
Jane England set up a splendid Agilities Course and her dogs Bracken and Mungo showed us at high speed how it should be done. They are a great pair and the first Irish Terriers in Europe to become Flyball dogs. Mungo is our cover boy in next years calendar.
The Fancy Dress was hilarious with splendid footballers being the main theme. Princess Beega made her entrance dressed as a baby with bonnet and bib riding in the dog pram and drinking from a bottle. I rather liked her smocked pink sundress. Please don’t worry about her, she absolutely loves it. She refuses to get out of the pram when my granddaughter Imogen wheels her around. Having mentioned in the last letter Beegie’s delight in the sausage race I feel bound to confess to a great embarrassment – I fell over in the last race. Talk about the weakest link. I feel that retirement is overdue for me if not for Beeg!
Many greetings, my love to the dogs,
Lucy