We're home

We're home from our trip. And Blogger is being perfectly horrid. It will not let me upload a single photo. So what, you ask, this is a blog of stories, is it not?
Not when I took photos specifically for you, dear readers. Photos of the show grounds and of the camper in which we were graciously hosted. Photos of the dogs and of dog show fashion. Photos of Jake and his beautiful Gwen. Photos of Xela, and Jake's other horses.
I was going to show those of you who hadn't been to a dog show before what they are like, and I wrote the post in my mind during the long, lonely drive home.
I also called in to the NPR show, Talk of the Nation, during the long, lonely drive home! They were doing a story on charisma, and I wanted to make the point that animals have charisma. They let me on! You can hear it HERE, and I'm on at 11.10 into the segment. My voice is the squeaky, nervous one. Of course, I made my point much better about ten times over after the program ended. In my head. It was a very long, lonely drive home, have I mentioned that?
Lindy Loo and Swede William were zonked out, content to be on the way, and since it was Monday the cell phone minutes weren't free. But Bill called a second after I was on Talk of the Nation; he was checking his email in the kitchen and he heard Neal Conan say, "Our next caller is Patience from Paducah, Kentucky," and he choked on his Dorito. I talked about Secretariat, and I wanted to add that dogs have charisma, too. Dogs who win Best In Show at Westminster have tremendous charisma; that's why they call it "animal magnetism". And then there are our blogging friends, Wally and Joe Stains, who are as charismatic as any human could ever hope to be.
So that was the excitement on the Western Kentucky Parkway this afternoon.
I hope I can share my photos with you tomorrow.

It is good to be home.

hug your hounds