Maybe it was the fact that the weather was lousy or the fact that my hair was really frizzy and fuzzy. I don't know, really. But I just didn't feel like walking around that ring. Mom told me I was sloppy. And, then when she put me on that table to stack me I just decided that I did not want to do that either. No sirree, not this little dachshund! To make matters worse when we went back in the ring for winners dog I didn't do much better. By then it was too late. I had messed up.
But that's okay. My mamma still loves me. While she sat around with the other dachshund mamas and talked I sat on her lap and everyone adored me. I even went nose to nose with another big cream dachshund that was on his mamma's lap; how cute I can be sometimes. I messed up in the ring, but I'm still Mamma's Boy!
I was really glad to finally get back to our car and head home. Traffic in Austin was very slow, so Mom snapped a picture of me while we crept along to the freeway. See, she really loves me!
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