Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Saturday, July 08, 2006

Dog Show Rosettes

Today Charlie and I took Molly our mad labrador to our local village fete wher they were having a dog show in aid of the MS Therapy centre where I work. We entered four categories, best young handler, best rescue, prettiest bitch and whistle stop sit. Charlie and Molly got a 2nd place for best young handler. She was so proud as many of the competitors were much older than her. I was pleased as punch as she in not a particularly confident child, but there is a closeness between her and Molly. Then came prettiest bitch in which she again got a 2nd! We were not so successful in the best rescue as there were loads of dogs with much more heart rendering stories. Then the whistle stop sit. Bearing in mind that two years ago when Molly came to live with us she was uncontrollable and had no recognition of commands, she managed 5th place. She is now parading around the house wearing her two rosettes!

Tomorrow is our primary school fete, so I've not seen the hubby for days as he is organising the beer tent. Having been to the cash and carry twice, and the supermarkets he is now checking the gazebo to make sure all the bits are there. I find it unbelievable how little support there is for running the stalls. Everyone seems to think it's someone else's responsibility! We have been helping at the same primary school for 17 years and every year it has got worse. It really bugs me that so many parents want the new computers or playground equipment, but don't think it's their problem when it comes to running the fete.
It's the same with everything in this country at the moment. Some of the mums who drop off their daughters for Rainbows and Brownies just seem to see it as a glorified babysitting service. And by the time you get to senior school there seems to be almost no parental participation.

Well that got that off my chest. Now for the knitting. Baby clothes rule at the moment. My step-daughter's baby is due in two months and I keep finding lovely patterns and yarn to make things for her(the baby, not the step-daughter) The only problem is time. Where does it go?