Santa Dash and other stuff

Never let it be said that I don't enter into the spirit of things at this festive time of year, but not the same type of spirit that my human enjoys (a wee dram).  So clad in a stunning Santa outfit and putting my best feet forward (all four of them) I headed off up Moel Fammau with my human who was wearing a very strange red suit and a beard.

 The weather was awful, windy, cold and with driving rain and icy sleety stuff. From 470 metres we were in the cloud but I continued on with never a glance back.  There was some confusion on the descent as I hung back a bit and then followed someone in a red suit with a beard, oops - wrong human (note - I thought there was just ONE Santa Claus??). Hilarious because my human had to run back 

UP the hill, tee hee, to get me.  Despite this I was first dog to finish and knocked about 10 seconds off my 2016 time.

As you can see from the photo below I even got a medal for my efforts.

Now then, this malarkey with the bike trailer is causing me a bit of confusion. You see when I see a bike I want to run alongside it, not sit in a trailer like a baby and I can't seem to get my humans to understand this.  But we have had some local expeditions where I walk alongside the buggy, then spend a few minutes in the damn thing (just to keep the humans happy) and then a run alongside.  I've noticed that whenever I get into the buggy there is a tasty treat to be found so maybe, just maybe, I will allow myself to be carried in the trailer on longer bike rides.

I've a busy day tomorrow with a Canix  5km race so I am going to have a lie down in front of the fire and relax.

Wags and woofs,

Dexter