Border Terrier Party 2006 The party went well.  There were twenty of us despite the short notice.  I always forget how far these people travel to be here!  The people were 'local' this time.  The driving time was between one to three hours - no distance at all!  Unlike other years when some drive for two days!  And wouldn't you know, when it came to taking pictures, there was no co-operation at all.  The sky clouded over but it still managed to be unbearably hot and the two males whose pictures I really wanted, managed to move or turn away every time I took their picture.  I think I came up with the ultimate Border Terrier party game.  Everyone had to trade BTs and they had twenty seconds to get the dog to do six things on command.  We had that after the terrible pun test and just before the loonie dog races.  As usual, no one bet on their own dog in the races.  The girl who was taking the bets noticed no one bet on Harry or Digger and thinking it was an insult, she bet on them.  Harry won so she got the money. Much to everyone's surprise, Digger actually did the run and he came in second.  Bell, despite the heat, also competed.  Bell, alas, was built for strength, not speed. Every female was submissive to her and every male wanted to breed her. One of the ladies was explaining she uses the equivalent of a male 'chastity belt' when the bitches are in season so the dogs can be together.  Without thinking, I remarked--'That would never work for me.  Bell would remove it' - whereupon someone remarked 'Bell is a real 'hoochie'  ......... Sylvia Clark