Last Saturday I went to my first ever gundog training class. It was a memorable occasion - it was minus 13C and the ground was covered in snow. I went again today and it was plus 10C. Mum tells me that's a rise of 23 degrees in a week!
Last week I was quite shy and quiet at class. Of the 9 dogs there I only knew one, a labrador called Zac. Today I was a lot happier. The trainer said I had a lot more life about me! (Mum said I was just my usual 'handful')
After a short play with the other dogs we all walked to heel and did some sits. We then did a sit whilst our Mum's and Dad's walked away, but only Zac and I knew how to do this. Next we all did some retrieves and then some hunting. I had to sit part way through my hunting whilst Zac did a retrieve, then I got to carry on hunting. I really enjoyed myself and am looking forward to going again.
The other good news is 'things' have started to appear in the kitchen again. Three quarters of the floor is now covered in new tiles, and new cupboards keep appearing. There seem to be more cupboards every day and far more than we used to have but at least our old cupboards had shelves and doors, the new cupboards don't seem to have either. I'm also worried about the lights, a man took those away and has just left wires hanging from the ceiling. There's still no sign of the sink, fridge or cooker and we are all still having our meals in the caravan.
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