Well, where do I start?

What a busy couple of days we've had. It started really early yesterday when I was thrown into the shower for a quick wash and polish. I damn near froze! Then we all packed ourselves in the ute for a long trip.

We went to Wellington and stayed with Maris and Ngarimu and a strange foreign puppy called Zeeggy. I think that's how it's spelt. That's what it sounds like when he says it.

That afternoon we all went to the beach and I played and played and played with Maris. We played with this stick. Then I had a burn around on my own to blow out the cobwebs:

Unlike spethial Holly I can be trusted to be off the lead to come back. We all had great fun.

Then today it was time for a dog show. And Guess what?

Champion! Finally I have got there.

Then it was time to come home. We had taken Ziggy to the shows with us because Louise was coming later. When we left Ziggy was still in the ute with use. Oh no Sue had forgotten he was there and driven off with him. I tried yelling and screaming. Sue Sue! STOP! She didn;t stop till we got home.

Well, it turns out that Ziggy isn't Louise's. He's ours. Chino's not a happy camper. And neither am I. I'm the baby!