"Holliday" is overrated. First of all it's at a terribly warm time of
year. Getting to swim once a day is not enough if you ask me. And hanging
with owners, no dog friends, is OK for a weekend but longer than that is
boooooring.

So I was hopeful when we were driving for hours through woods
- maybe we were going to do some more serious tracking for hoofs which is
a new interest of mine? But no. OK, I got to see some of my Bombax
relatives but then there was a whole day show with CG. Unlike my owner, he
doesn't seem to get that I don't want to move at all in the ring. And
instead of using my owner as interpreter, he sends her away when it's time
for show!

So then I just find myself somehow moving my poor ass around the
ring. Anyway, I do make sure everybody else know what I think by showing
my most sad face instead of my "happy strut". And when me and CG were done
this time then my owner pops up and is all pleased with the result but
blabbing something like "if my next dog refuses to let me show him then
I'll get a cat". People are strange.

For example, it took them days to
figure out that it was wild boar I was tracking in the woods until I was
completely exhausted - which is my most exciting memory from this
"Holliday".