German Shepherd DogGroup:
Group 1 - Sheepdogs and Cattle DogsName of the dog with titles:
Pro-Step's Lichtfanger Lied - SchHIII, TDRef: linkColor:
Black and RedAge:
2 years and 6 months oldGender:
Our dear Leah was two and a half years now. Most of her bad habits had been eliminated. After some love and training, she had become a great ambassador for her breed. In October 2013, we finally came to the decision of showing her. And it wasn't just any show. It was TKC's World Dog Show!
Per and I were feeding the dogs. Per had already finished feeding the males, and was now helping me out with the females. "Would you give one and a half cup of 'Adult' to Leah?" I said, as I was fumbling with a package of vom. He took a bowl, and filled it. He took it to the sink next to me to moisten the pebbles up. I quickly laid two spoonfuls of vom into the bowl. Per looked at me and smiled. "You have really taken a liking to that dog, haven't you?" he said, as he opened her cage and laid the bowl inside. I looked over my shoulder, and saw her pick out the tasty bits of vom before she began eating the rest. I could hear her push the bowl around a little as she ate. It didn't take long before she was finished. She lifted her head, looking up at me and Per, while licking her muzzle a couple of times as if she was wanting more. Then she went to the back of her cage and laid down in her bed.
Erga looked more or less disapproving, as Leah was getting vom and not her. Even though there were solid walls separating them, she still knew. I gave Erga a pig's ear to chew on, and I was forgiven.
"I am thinking about bringing her to the World Dog Show" I said, as I leaned against the sink, watching Leah rest. I was so glad that she had stopped sleeping with one eye open, and that she was fully able to rest now. I could still see that she was blinking, occasionally glancing up at me. Per stood next to me, also leaning against the sink, looking emptily into the air. "Do you think she will handle that? I mean, it is one of the biggest dog shows out there, and there are so many people and so many dogs.". "She will manage" I said somewhat bitterly. I hated it when her past was brought up and used as an argument. "There are sure to be a lot of children there, and it will be hard making sure that they stay away from Leah when there are so many other things to watch out for. Just think about last time. Erga and Stegg was overwhelmed with petting, and some didn't even ask first." Per said worryingly. Leah hated children. She didn't like men either, but children were the worst.
I still remember when we got her over to Norway. When she arrived by plane, she had urinated all over her cage in fear, and we had to wash her at the airport. She had her tail between her legs, and ears laid backwards, only pricking them when she heard any sounds that could mean danger. I had to leave her tied to a pillar in a corner, as I had to buy some water for her. In that short period of time, a little boy at the age of 5 or 6 had come to her. Despite shrinking away, and giving him subtle warnings, the boy continued to go towards her. I turned around after paying, and saw that Leah was sitting shrinked away in the corner, and the boy touched her head. Something he shouldn't have done. Leah stopped panting for a second, perked her ears and bit him. Then she leaped away, trying to escape, but she was stopped by her leash. The boy ran away, and she started barking excessively. I went over to her, trying to calm her down. She stuck her head under my arms, as if she was trying to escape from this world, and that I was the only security she had. An angry mother came over to us with the crying boy. She began bashing us, telling me that this dog should be shot, and that I had no control over her, and that her child could have gotten seriously injured. In reality, her bite was just a warning, and it was more of putting her teeth around the boy's hand to prove a point. The boy didn't have a single scratch. Not being a fan of children myself, and also being tired after the flight and all the fuss with Leah, it bursted out of me; "Well, it doesn't seem like you have any control over your little brat either. At least I keep a leash on my dog, maybe you should consider to do the same? You don't just run up to a dog you don't know." She was deeply offended, and told me that her son was just 6 years old, and that 6-year olds don't know any better. As a response, I told her that Leah didn't know any better in these kinds of situations. She didn't care. All that was in her mind was her and her son. Then I told her that I didn't give a shit wether he was 6 or 60, and that started it all. I couldn't keep my mouth shut, and one insult came out after the other. I was bashing her stupid excuse for a child, and she was bashing my poor Leah. In the end, Per came and broke it up. He got me and Leah out of there just in time. Since then, we have tried to expose her for children, but she has always been tense when she has been in their presence.
"We will tie a yellow ribbon on her leash. It will let others know that they should not approach her." I said. And then we packed our bags once more and left for Sweden. Once again, we were at the big parking lot. We had booked a room at the same hotel. Unfortunately, we only got a room with a double-bed.
Leah had no problem with elevators, and we took her up to our room, as it was cheaper than having her in the hotel's kennel. There was no way I was going to sleep in the same bed as Per, so I ordered an extra bed up. Of course, even though I normally don't allow any dogs in my bed, I reserved the double-bed for myself and Leah, while Per had to sleep in the extra bed. He seemed somewhat grumpy since a dog was favored over him.
Group 1 was to be shown first at the first day. Leah seemed somewhat nervous when we walked her to the grooming room, but she quickly shook her anxiousness off when we entered the show ring. I had never seen Leah so confident before, and it was evident that she enjoyed it. The judge ran his hands through her beautiful fur, checked her teeth, and then he went over to the next dog. I must admit, I had my heart in my throat when he examined her facial area, since men aren't her favorite thing either. And I could see that she tensed her muzzle a little bit up when he grabbed her mouth, but everything went fine. "Good girl." I whispered.
Leah perked her ears a little once again when the man in the speaker prepared to shout out the best of breed winner. "We have seen some lovely german shepherds today..." he started. We all crossed our fingers for our girl Leah.
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