Tuesday 29th January
Had a foggy, damp, muddy dog walk at Les Platons this
morning- met MJ – who wasn’t actually walking but drinking coffee at the mobile
café- alright for some!
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| Les Platons or the lake District? |
Also got into a conversation with a man and his two springer
dogs- and he mentioned his wife runs a dog training class at RJH & HS-
maybe he just looked at Jess and thought “that dog needs sorting out”!
Anyway daughter and I thought it was worth a try, and duly
turned up with Jess, dog bags, spray, kitchen roll and toys!
There were SO many dogs all in one room, Jessie could hardly
contain herself, and she was desperate to play with all of them. I, meanwhile
was doing my best to listen to what the organiser was telling me, whilst appearing
to be in control of my dog, who was busy tugging me in every direction.
Jess managed to wrap herself around a few people’s legs and
introduce herself to various other dogs before the major embarrassment of the
evening.
A youngish gentleman arrived with his small black dog in tow, and
before I could say “Jess” she shot off- straight through the man’s legs, tugging
me with her.
It wasn’t pleasant for me or him- I ended up almost head-butting
his bottom and you really don’t want to know where my hand was…..I had to wrap
my other arm around his leg to disentangle the dogs. At this point I was
laughing in that slightly hysterical, self-conscious way. The daughter looked
on mortified, apologising to the chap on behalf of both the dog and my account.
This was all before the class had even started- so that
really set the tone- I doubt they’ll want us back next week! By the way the
trainer did say that Springers do in particular have the attention span of a gnat…….
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| Gorey beach at 5pm |
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