Whoa - it really feels like I have been here a week at Klamath - cripes, the two hitchhikers I have (Mia and Pete) are beginning to think they are mine - which makes it easier to look after. Tranna the JRT looks like she has recently swallowed a balloon, and her due date is looming - won't be the first time there are pups born on the road (okay, in the truck, don't take things so literally). I slept in the hotel overnight, and I think I slept better under the pivots the other night outside the Holme's Home On Wheels - and beyond popular belief, I DID NOT lose my dentures like Stormy Winters did - everything has stayed intact.
This was the second day of running and there were a few Canadian contenders doing their runs - both on the nursery and the open field. Would my planted good luck charms work? Nope. Guess it only works for hockey. I guess all was not lost, Lee Lumb and Gus, and Scott Glen and Bliss had pretty good runs on the nursery field, and should be able to play again. However, Lisa Wright's Ben must have seen a shadow and wanted six more weeks of training. Then there was the open field. The toonie I had planted in the center of the shedding ring did not seem to work for Dennis Gelling's Tess nor for Joann Zoerb's Mik - but then, there were a lot of crazy stuff happening on the field today - lots of RTs and DQ's - there was a magnetic force for the sheep and they all seemed to want to go to the nursery side of things. Pam Boring's Mirk had a pretty fair run, and the enema I gave him lightened his load to the point where he had a huge outrun - he could run for miles. Even so, Mirk ended up with a pretty good score. Scott Glen and June ended up with a good score, but it was not without fighting for it. After the disastrous outcomes for some of these handlers, I decided to dig up the coins - however, the Oregon soil sucked them down - they are probably part of the molten lava that lies beneath the surface. I apologize Canadians, I take full responsibility in how our districts fare in the finals. I also helped a bit commentating for Diane Pagel's blog for the last runs of the days - I hope I have a voice for tomorrow to yell during Gin's run - maybe I will be lucky and not have to use it.
The day ended early, and some pre-dinner drinks were held at neighboring BC. I had supper at the Princess Palace - Lisa donned her turban and made butter chicken. The evening ended back over at Texas (Holmes) and the previous 48 hours were relived - mostly so that I could be reminded of things that had happened - this Alzheimer crap sure sucks. Yup, this Alzheimer crap sure sucks. Did I mention that Alzheimer sucks? Rose McLeod and Kristi Okaiwa arrived, and I do imagine the fun will continue tomorrow. There are some runs to watch tomorrow - Louanne and Mack, Jean and Star and I believe Amanda and Monty goes tomorrow. Tomorrow night there is rumored to be a tater frenzy. Wonder if there will be beer? I like beer - it makes me a jolly good fellow....I like beer. Grape toxicosis is tough to get over.