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Really Long Day by Dylan

Hi! I’m Dylan. My mum has been calling me 22″-at-the-withers-Dylan-arg today in a despairing voice, and this is why.

Here’s a picture of me. I can’t remember what I was looking at but it must have been interesting!

I was really sad and confused as my mum only took me across the road for a second, I didn’t even get time to chase any squirrels or find any golf balls! I did get chance to bark at my friend Alfie though, but I got shushed because people were still sleeping. Don’t know why, there’s so much to be doing!

I was a bit confused later too because my mum put me in the car without my big sisters, and I don’t get to go places without them very often. Kim was shouting all sorts of nasty things at everyone; she doesn’t like being left behind! Anyway, we set off and it took aggggggeeesss to get wherever we were going. I kept waking up and having a look out of the window but no, we weren’t there yet. I think mum and big-mum must have been driving in circles, I’m sure I saw the same tree three times. They were both looking a bit worried, and they were very quiet all the way there so I thought I’d better be too.

Eventually we arrived, and there was agility! My favourite thing, I got quite excited until Mum hurried off to find something called the “secretary’s tent” and she left me in the car, so I sat and waited patiently for her. She always comes back but I do worry sometimes in case she leaves me. She came back a bit later and looked a lot happier because apparently I was going to get measured. After a bit she took me to the secretary’s tent too and had another talk with the people there, and there was a lot of sad-sorry-voices going on over my head. Mum was very unhappy again when she left the tent, she told me I was a good boy though so that’s ok! Apparently I’m supposed to get measured before I can do agility at some shows, and she’d gone all the way to this long-away show so I could get measured. But even though there were some people who could have measured me, they didn’t have any equipment with them and so I couldn’t get measured and I had to come all the way home again.

While we were there we did get to go for a walk and I met my old friend Sammy the Spaniel, he’s loads of fun but he wasn’t allowed to play as he was supposed to be concentrating on the agility. Mum spent a lot of time talking to people who smelled a bit familiar, and it was really boring, I had to jump up at her a few times to remind her I was still there! So she let me play at dogwalks on the benches, I was really good and did my stops even though it wasn’t a proper dogwalk. Sammy was well impressed! Mum told me to have a good look around because I probably wouldn’t be going to any of the Scunthorpe or Dog Vegas shows next year because they don’t have good classes for Kim, so I was a good boy and explored everywhere I could.

Anyway, mum is really busy packing the car for our weekend away so I got a chance to sneak on and tell you what I did today, except I didn’t really get to do anything! Mum and big-mum spent a lot of time talking about how the show and the measurers had been very nice and their hands were bound by the rules, but it’s still silly that dogs as big as me have to get measured, because I’m so big I couldn’t be anything but big! That all sounded really confusing to me so I had to go to sleep again. When I woke up they were still talking about it, and mum is all worried again because I might not be able to do agility next week even though I’m entered in the classes. That would be sad, I love agility!

Mum says we’ll be back on Monday night so I won’t be away too long. That good because I love my Mollie and she’s not coming with us tomorrow, it’s just me and Kim for the weekend. I wonder where we’re going … ?

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