Zelda, my little
Romanian dog, was fluffed up and washed for the local dog show.
I'd trained her for
weeks, jumping through hoops and running
through doggie
tunnels. Zelda had been running through Lund the
garden all morning to prepare. Later that day, it was time for the
show. Zelda excelled in every category,
(apart from waggiest tail, as she sat on it), winning rosette after rosette and
even best in show! From that day onwards, Zelda was
locally famous, getting pictures taken for the local newspaper, and the dog
show newsletter, with the headline, 'Unlikely Dog Show Winner, Zelda!'
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