I have before me premium lists for 3 shows, all of which I would like to enter. The first two will cost me a total of $114 to enter which, if you divide by 4 is not terrible on the surface.
However. This does not include parking and simply driving to the shows. They are all far north in Illinois. I live well south of Chicago, about 30 miles, right on the Indiana border. The last time I filled the Van was about 3 weeks ago (I haven't been anywhere except around town but am now almost out of gas) it cost me $60. That was before it went up to over four dollars a gallon in case you live in a cave and drive a cart pulled by a burro. Which is rapidly looking like a pretty damn good mode of transport to me.
So now I have to ask, is it worth it? Well you can't win if you aren't there. If I knew that Conley would put his tail up, I would go in a heartbeat. The idea of spending all that money and gasoline for a dog who stomps around the ring as if I beat him regularly is not appealing.
Why doesn't stack this way
(Why did Cooper leap on me and begin dancing just as the Judge reached us during the Belgian Nationals? Why did Mitchell refuse to put his tail up at the Basset Nationals? Why did Zelda back down the ramp rather than allow the Judge to touch her the last time I showed her at the IKC?)
What does go on in their little brains when they walk into the show ring? Why do some say OBOY A DOG SHOW! and others (mine) say oh hot damn this crap again. ?
I am told it is me. However, I HAVE finished a couple of dogs but Jackie usually finishes my Bassets. I confess that showing a Belgian is a lot easier than showing a Basset, and it takes knees that don't give out and a lot of confidence to show a Basset.
Maybe more than I have.
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