Then there's this one. Obviously our involvement in dogs was a huge family thing. Just about every weekend we were at some kind of dog event.

Another time the same granddaughter took it upon herself to give her now fascinated classmates a lesson in what goes on in the show ring. She made it fine through explaining the judge; the significance of the classes, checking in with the steward, getting the armbands, lining up outside the ring and protocol for entering the ring.

But when it came time to explain "the handler stacks the dog and the judge goes over it" she ran into lots of giggles and questions such as; "you mean the dogs are stacked on top of each other; don't they get mad; does it hurt them?" She finally gave up in disgust as couldn't make them understand.

After school a gaggle of little girls showed up at our house for a private demonstration on "stacking and going over". The next morning she insisted on taking a "stacked" photo to school to finish her lesson with those who hadn't followed her home the day before.