Update for April, 09
Finally, I have updated our front page. Where does time go?
What’s going on in Texter world? A lot, as usual. We recently sent out surveys to all our Texter Airedale owners and got a wonderful number of responses. I have hopes of posting the general outcome on this blog, but am not certain when that will get done. But to give a short recap - most, like 99.9%, rated their satisfaction level with their Airedales as being a 10 or better (10 was the top number we gave, many indicated it was higher than that - great!). Most of our dogs are doing well - both in health and temperament reports. On the minor scale - occasional hot spots were treated (usually successfully) and willfulness in training was most noted, often with humor. We did get a great number of funny stories and I will try to get those posted. Airedales and their antics - nothing better to read about!
What else - our Texas Airedale club just finished up the 3rd regional specialty. Dave and I took a breather on showing, but were happy to see two other owners take our dogs into the ring - both dogs going reserve on specialty day and one earning a five-point major and his championship on the last day of the show weekend. Nice!
I’ve also taken on the role of president of the regional club. This will keep me from playing in the streets - an ambition of mine when I retire. But not today. Today, I will see what the Airedale board wants to do on a number of pressing concerns like web site renewal and hotel preference for Airedale Versatility Day. And I add that to my job of writing the regional column for the American Airedale, the national Airedale club’s newsletter.
In the between times, Airedales Mick and Sally, along with rescue Boxer Sandy, and I are jogging around the park for our 2.5 mile daily jaunt. Seems we can “pinch an inch” on both myself and Sandy. Mick and Sally are in prime shape, of course. They like to go with us to smell everything and see the other dogs walking around. Mick and Sandy would especially like to clean the park of the squirrels (aka tree rats). Us humans are apparently unaware of this infestation and refuse to cooperate in their plans.
