I must apologize for not writing more. It was so cold this morning that I never did stop shaking. I enjoyed seeing those who I miss year to year, ran into so many old friends, it is a challenge to now remember them. In that regard, if you stop by, say your name. I agonize to bring them up instantly to put in these posts.
We went up to talk to Gail, and she has a new location for us at the show. Tomorrow for the Futurity we are again outside. I think we need to admit there is a change in the global weather, no matter what the government tell us. Again, tomorrow in freezing weather outside. I remember the last time in Denver, the last day it poured rain. Now, I know we ae tough German shepherd folks, but I miss the point in suffering to watch a dog show.
The team of Pat and Celeste just got here as the show was done. Celeste told me the Winner's Bitch was by Exxon, and I didn't even look at the catalogue, I was too anxious to get to some heat.
I guess we are going to announce tomorrow, but it will be in the cold again. I don't know if I can type, next year, assuming I am doing this again, I pay install Dragon and dictate what I am thinking. If you think typing it the way I do is weird, wait until you see how I think. Many young people have had their lives forever changed by seeing what I think, and not always for the best.
Tomorrow we will pick up Zoe and take her to the show.
Everything went well in Court at the office Monday and Tuesday, but I missed some great fights.
I promise to do better after we get inside. Now, I am wrapped in my electric blanket, trying to figure out why I do this.
Evan
