First Kipling goes in and works on some tricks, watches some agility and bonds with some of his favorite people. Here he is with Auntie Ann:
Then Kippie and his puppy friends go play in the dog-park attached to the show-site:
|Not a great pose - but a good 'before' shot.|
|Kipling, Gracie (yellow labrador) and Hi-Fi (BC)|
|AND they're off!!!|
|Kipling much prefers to be the chaser, rather than the chasee.|
|Gracie in the muck pond. From which Kippie pulled a dead frog...which |
he (THANKFULLY) traded for a hunk of chicken. Will wonders never cease.
|I'll get you Gracie!!!|
Unfortunately the mud was the end of Kipling's social hour for the day - unless you count a date with a brush and some water-less shampoo a social event of record. In fairness 99.9% of the muck falls off when he dries off, which really just means that I'll be washing all his crate bedding this week.
|The 'chaser' like the also-rans in horse racing is the one who ends up the dirtiest...|
|Oh but he had FUNSIES!|