Port Eliot Dog Festival

[bunn]

Brythen and I volunteered to help out on the Greyhound Rescue West of England stall at the Port Eliot Dog Festival.   It was quite a relaxed sort of event, and despite my fears after a dampish morning, the sun shone.


I wondered later if I should have taken my courage in both hands and brought Rosie for dog-meeting practice, allthough I am not sure that she could have managed the job of dogging a stand without hysteria.

In theory it's a dogs on leads event.  In practice, there were lots of dogs... wandering, even around the main festival and the Whippet Teaparty, and even more dogs having fun around the grounds.  And it was fine.

Brythen was a bit worried about flies, so I'm not sure if I will volunteer to dog a stall with him again.  He might prefer to just have a wander and then bound about in the grounds.

Comments

[puddleshark.livejournal.com]

What lovely weather for whippets!

Hard work, manning a stall, while everyone else has cake and fun...

[bunn.livejournal.com]

I felt sorry for the poor sole ice-cream van. He had expected a wet day, so they had supplied one van and modest supplies: in the event he had a monstrous queue all day, ran out of lots of flavours and developed a manic apologetic stare (we were watching from our much quieter stall, hoping for a lull in the queuing!)

[puddleshark.livejournal.com]

This is the fate of the ice-cream van man. He will either be overwhelmed by queues, or he will spend the day in tedious isolation as the rain hammers upon the roof and the gale rocks his van on its springs.