We did not have a great day. The judge was Steve Gladstone; I knew he didn’t like red Cardis — but 4th out of 4 when Nola was behaving — sheesh! . . . and Holmes won his class but didn’t even get Reserve. That’s a dog show for you — you pays your money and you takes your chances. Tomorrow will be different. So far a different bitch has been WB each day. I wonder who it will be tomorrow. I brought home a big bag of dog towels to wash and dry for Wendy — it’s the least I can do, and I’m trying to get in touch with the veterinary chiropractor to work on Nola this afternoon. Also catching up on work email and returning phone calls.
There is a learning curve on the iPhone. I am trying to learn three new things a day. At that rate, I will be 104 by the time I figure out all the stuff the (smarter-than-I-am) phone can do.