The less said the better

Well it seems I'm going to have to find something different to tell you about after my weekend down in Ayr. Gail is insisting that, regarding my performances at the Ayrshire Dog Agility Show, "the less said the better Nobby".

Apparently when one is repeatedly marked 'E', this does not mean Excellent. Who knew? 

Fortunately, I am allowed to tell you about our visit with YAM-aunty, whom we found cosily esconsed in her van parked at Belleisle Park, close to where the agility event was taking place. 

This was a lovely spot, and so much pleasanter than our Travelodge accomodation on the town's uninspiring outskirts. 

We went for an evening walk around Belleisle Park's formal gardens, and a passer-by commented on how well behaved I was, posing so nicely. 

I think I might have heard Gail muttering something about if only my behaviour had been so cooperative earlier in the day in the agility ring... 

The Robert Burns Birthplace Museum was close by too, and I so wanted to go inside with Gail and YAM-aunty. It was most annoying to learn that their 'no dogs in the museum' policy' extends to include a certain wire-haired fox terrier who shares a birthday with Scotland's great bard and occasionally writes poetry himself. 

Even my offer to recite Burns 'The Twa Dogs' (fox terrier style)  failed to move the lady behind the ticket desk... 

However, I was allowed in the museum gardens and even got to pose on the famous 'Brig o' Doon' and to climb up inside a slightly scary Burns monument.

Finally, and best of all, back at the agility show I got to meet a new fox terrier pal, Alfie of 'Alfie's Leads'.

Aren't we just the handsome pair?

PS from Gail: in the dog agility world 'E' stands, I'm afraid, for 'eliminated'...