We recently enjoyed the most wonderful reunion with beautiful Margot and her lovely family, Edd, Deb and Ella.  

 

We spent a jolly, sunshiny afternoon comparing notes and sharing those unique Glen moments.  Such as being the first and only Glen of Imaal terrier at Puppy Training, or at your vet.  And how walks often become a conversation starter, with people broadly falling into two camps: 

 

Those who know of the breed and are chuffed to meet one; and those who assume your Glen is a male rescue dog - 'Ah, is he really old?  What's he crossed with?'  Indeed, Deb has craftily pre-empted this hurtful misconception with a pretty pink floral collar for Margot.  It coordinates beautifully with her extensive harness collection, in a range of pink and plum.  We do feel slightly offended on her behalf, though.  Especially as she is so gorgeous and graceful.  I shall not be taking letters on the subject.

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Yes, we are a smidge biased.  And we continue to be transfixed by how like Sky she is.  But Margot is most definitely the soppiest Soppy Date!  Gentle and affectionate, she brings happiness to every day in every way.  We just love to see how loved she is.  Margot enjoys nothing more than joining her family at the table - paws off, naturally.  She has impeccable table manners. 

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Margot has completely nailed the Glen Sit, too.  Despite taking a tumble during her first attempt - we laughed with her, not at her FYI - she gamely persevered and we were amply rewarded. Margot did technically perform this magnificent feat twice, but I missed the first one with my camera.   

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Unfortunately, this joyful reunion was not quite so harmonious from a doggy perspective.  Upon arrival, Clodagh immediately jumped on Margot and then Sky waded in enthusiastically.  We think poor Margot felt swamped by Glen overload.  Before we could could say 'Hello, how lovely to see you all again!', one dog snapped at the other and a proper donnybrook ensued between mother and daughter.  Blood was drawn and drinks were spilled.  In a pub garden.  All it needed was a Cèilidh band with some squiffy local crooning Danny Boy at the end.

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Puzzling, unexpected and totally out of character for both dogs.  We can only assume that the canine equivalent of meeting your doppelganger must have unsettled them!  Still, we hope by the next time they meet, all will be forgiven and forgotten.  Some Glens have been known to bear a grudge, apparently.