Once upon a time there were three bears...
It's Dogs in Need and time Doug and Geraldine Smith are off to an agility show in Suffolk with their three bears - Rupert, Big Max, and their new puppy Paddington. Their two old girls - Toyah, a Yorkie and Katie, a cross - are also tagging along. Baby bear Paddington reads from his diary...
Lots of people make a fuss of me saying 'What a nice little puppy. What is he?' I thought they were supposed to know dogs. I am a Schipperke, a Belgian barge dog.
The day starts well and after two hours Dad has us at the showground. I can't believe it. There are caravans everywhere - and dogs, dogs and more dogs. Actually most of them don't look like real dogs- not like us Schipps. They are all different colours, browns, whites, black and whites and some are all different colours. They can't be as goods as all blacks, can they?
We can't wait for tomorrow when Rupert competes in Agility, so it's early to bed for all of us.
starts early in Suffolk
When they come back, Dad isn't very pleased. Ru stopped half way round to 'rest' before finishing the round. After another two hours, off they went again. When they got back, Rupert told me that it was much too hot for us black dogs to go racing round the ring. I'll have to remember that one. Again Dad wasn't pleased.
Later on Mum took me round all the rings. There are lots of dogs tearing round the courses with their handlers trying to keep up with them. Mum told me that one day I'll be doing that. I can't wait. Most of these dogs are a lot taller than me, and don't take any notice of a little 17 week old puppy like me. One of these dogs stopped and put his cold nose on my bottom, I really told him off, Mum said I was the naughty one. There's no justice is there.
I meet Ben and Toby, two other Schipperkes and their mum Janice. Ben's getting on a bit, and is a bit grumpy with puppies but Toby is a handsome golden colour. I like him.
The rest of the day is very lazy. You won't believe it but I have to remind Mum that I'm a growing lad and need feeding. So I sit by my food bowl looking very hard done by. It works a treat. In the evening we go for a little walk, Dad carries me after a little way, as I mustn't walk too far. Early to bed again as I'm so tired.
is hot hot hot
That night it is very noisy and there is lots of flashes of lightning. My mate Rupert is very scared but, as none of the other dogs seem to mind, then I'm NOT going to be a wimp. It's really quite exciting.
Friday - more of
- the last day of competition
Sunday - the weather breaks