I won the Top Obedience Bitch at the club for the year, and all I got was a bit of glass. I can't play with it, I can't eat it, I can't even read it, all I can do with it is look at it. You would think that after such an award I would have got a new toy, or a lump of steak or even an extra bonio, but no, I had to sit here and pose for ages while Keith fiddled with his camera, and this pic was the best we could do. Hannah was running about barking and carrying on like a pork chop laughing at me while I had to pose. Life is tough when you are a Toller.
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