It’s about time to go to our last show of the year. I love showing. Really, I do. But I can say that I am going to be glad for a little break. Here’s where I should probably talk about the fact that I don’t have to do chores, but rarely do they trust me to do chores. And perhaps that has a little to do with the few mornings when they have asked me to feed and I get busy and forget. Until the next day. Not good. Not good at all.

Or maybe I should be saying that I be glad for the break on our bank account. And that’s real. This showing stuff is expensive.

But really, what I’m most happy about is that I won’t find this tracked all over my entire house.

We bed on wood shavings and they stick to everything. Ev.ery.thing.

So next week when I’m sad our show season is over, (or maybe it will take until the week after that) remind me that I’m not constantly vacuuming, sweeping and picking up shavings. That should cheer me up.