Today I qualified for the Adult Handling Finals in Coventry. I have been trying my utmost to get into the final cut in the Over 60 classes for about 2 years and had given up all hope. I got fed up with being told that it was all so close there was less than a whisker between us.
I entered Little Joe today, who is new to the sport and epileptic. To walk the figures under show conditions and while the Judge is walking round us both without moving is a tremendous achievement for him.
There's a lot of practice to be done before April and the decision to be made on whether to take Rebel or Joe. Rebel was intelligent enough to work out that the judge was creeping up behind us in one class and pulled me round to face the right way before I knew what was happening, but Joe stays very close to me and excels at not moving a muscle when the judge is going round him. Decisions, decisions, decisions.