I stumbled across this old post and it made me smile. I thought it might make you smile too. Enjoy.
Last Sunday was a day with a difference.
It was the day of the dog show where The Rev was due to run Mrs Woofy in her very first agility competition.
However, The Rev has been and gone and got himself another job. One that involves working Sundays. Oh dear. The kids had been looking forward to going. Oh dear again.
Well. The clingons had been promised a day at the dog show and a day at the dog show they were going to get. I dressed myself in my dog club polo shirt, you know, the bottle green one embroidered with mine and Mrs Woofy’s names, sad but true. Next I popped on a pair of brown leggings and my wooly walking socks – all the better to move in when keeping control of an excitable dog. I turned to the mirror to check the results of my carefully…
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