Going Racing

Tucker says...

Yesterday I had a really fun day. Mom and Dad took me on a car ride and when we got there, instead of just a walk, I got to meet bunches and bunches of other doggies. It was a Cairn Picnic! I also got to see my Grams who bred me and meet my half sisters Tilly and Molly. There were so many people and dogs it was a little scary and confusing, especially when some of the dogs weren't very nice. I love everybody and I only growled once when another dog started it first. I did like the puppies best, Mom should have brought one home with us. I thought I was in trouble one time though because Mom was sticking me in a box like I had to lay down for a time out. But it turns out that box opens up on the other side and I got to run out and chase a squirrel. It was a fake squirrel though so I didn't see the point of running all that hard.

Michelle says...

We had a good time at the Cairn Races and picnic. Tucker behaved like an angel and he tried not to be embarassed by the amateur grooming I've inflicted on him and by his pudgy body compared to all of those show dogs. I think he's perfect. We tried a few of the events. The first one was the "Kissing Contest". Normally, Tucker is crazy for kissing humans, but when I tried to get him to kiss me he was too distracted by all of the whooping and hollering going on with the racing across the field and he scored a big fat ZERO! Of course, the rest of the day, he enthusiastically kissed any face he could. Then we decided to give the racing a go. Tucker was scared to go in the the starting box because he didn't know what it was all about. Finally I managed to stuff him in butt-first. He did pretty good on his two practice runs, he came out of the box and ran all the way to the finish. In the main event he was in the sixth heat and we decided John would put him in the start and I'd try to get a picture of him running. Unfortunately, without John at the finish calling him on, Tucker decided he didn't need to run all the way to the end. It started to rain about then and we thought it was a good time to head for home, so Tucker missed his chance to really shine in the hot dog eating contest. He also missed the costume contest, though we were a little ambivalent on whether Tucker would be humiliated to wear his borrowed devil costume anyway. When we got home, Tucker was living up to his registered name of "Furclan All Tuckered Out".