I had to take Az and Mollydog, as Mark had decided to go out that day, but I think now it might have been better for Az at least to be left alone for the day. He definitely found it very stressful (dogs, people, cars, etc) even though I made up a bed for him under my table thing sheltered by the tablecloth: it was about 3 hours before he calmed down enough to sit down and stop shaking, and I can tell he's still stressed today. I felt bad about taking him: really hadn't realised he'd find it so worrying, though I am pleased that he did trust me enough to lie down and have a nap in the end.
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A brat came and talked to me at some length about her parents deerhound showing and how they were buying her a Pharoah hound from a very good breeder (well, she talked, I didn't actually tell her to bog off) . I am afraid that when she changed her mind about her decision to spend 50p on the OC treasure hunt (after I had asked 'are you sure' as it was her last 50p) and asked if she could have it back to buy a drink, I said NO! very firmly. If her parents are buying her 500 quidsworth of Pharoah hound, they can spare 50p towards an old dog's vet bills. Also she won a prize (a ball) and had already been bouncing it for 5 minutes by that point! She must have been at least 10, and I had spelled out the 'raising money for dogs in need' thing quite clearly by then so I thought that was a bit off.
Brat Girl was made up for by a very polite young lad who kept coming over to buy another square every so often, and kept failing to win anything. Even Az liked him, which is amazing as Az is scared of strange blokes and of children! In the end I fiddled the draw so he won something, just as a reward for not being Brat Girl.