So on the Sunday morning we didn't have to get up so early cos the fun day didn't start til one. So we had our breakfast and the humans had a big cooked breakfast that Uncle Dave cooked. Then we went to Crawley for the fun day. This time Bertie and Frank came too but Uncle Dave had to go to work.
Miss Lisa and Mr Paul organised an amazing day. We think they were more organised than the people who ran Pup Aid. There was a barbeque and quiche and some cakes and even a cake just for the houndies. And a dog show. I don't really like dog shows though and Mummy was very concious that I had been very good all weekend with no growling or snapping so she only entered me for one round so I didn't have to pretend to be good.
There was loads of people came to the fun day, Mummy tried to do a head count of dogs. She thinks there were about 40. Our foster dogs Sasha and Sonny were there too. They are both really lovely. Mummy especially liked Sasha, she was sat on the floor cuddling me, Sasha and Sonny at one point and she was in houndy heaven. Everytime she stopped stroking Sasha she would nudge her hand for more.
I think everybody was very well behaved. Nobody escaped under the gate. One child may have got hit over the head with a saucepan at some point but maybe I dreamed that. I does sound to bizarre to have really happened. And Bertie may have had a bit of quiche. And I think someone did a wee up the stereo. A boy. Obviously. I'm not saying who. I know who. But I'm not a grass.
Oh yeah and we all missed Bessie loads. *sigh*. Will that do?
After the funday was over we drove back to Aunty Louise's and Mummy and me and Aunty Sam and Shirley got back in our own cars and we went home. It was very late when we got home so I had my tea, cuddled with my sisters and went to bed.
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