When she got there, the Welshies had all gone home! Ha!! Instead she ended up seeing these guys - Lakeland Terriers.
|Huh? Where's the saddle?|
|Knee high in July?|
|OK - there might be a vague resemblance to me.|
|Does she really want a dog she can pick up with one hand?|
These guys caught her eye too!
|Give me a break - he looks like a senior citizen!|
|There we go! That's my kind.|
|Her name is Bunny and she's going to Westminster in two weeks.|
|Airedales acting like, well, Airedales.|
I can't stay mad at Ma for too long and anyway, after $22 dollars and sore feet, she ended up spending time with the Airedales. Since I'm a bit large for my kind, they all suggested she get a conformation bred Airedale which are about 60 lbs maximum, and the ladies weigh less. After all, a Welsh is not an Airedale. They told her the Otterhound in the Airedales gives us a good nose and less of a terrier temperament.
Whew! Disaster averted, I hope. Til my next misadventure, be good, stay slim and be loyal even though those humans are prone to straying.