We left the exhibit site at about eight o'clock in the evening. After making arrangements with one of the organizer's breeders, we have left the Slovene camp built up on the site. Naturally, we took the dogs, the flags and the rest of our things along and headed to the campsite, where we gave our dogs a decent walk, fed them and sent to bed. Tadeja has made sure that our children had dinner and went to bed. A barbecue and a debate on the impressions of the day, having something strong to drink, followed.   

Day two / Sunday

This year the Slovene camp had a visit from the president of the Malesian boxer club, Mr. Zakaria Hidajat. In general, on Sunday it was livelier in our camp. A new drawing of the judges followed, impatiently awaited by Sabina and me. We exhibited Glorija in the class of the working brindled bitches for the first time, in the competition of 30 signed up bitches. Our wish did not come true, concerning the drawing of the judges.

The drawing of the judges:

yellow males                          - Rena Pras – France

yellow females                       - Brigitte Müller – Germany Rena Pras – France

brindled males                        - Fabrizio Censi – Italy

brindled females                     - Juan Manuel Rodriguez – Spain

veteran females                      - Oliver Erat – Austria

veteran males                        - Alexander Balashov – Russia

The judging began, the assessment of the open classes taking place in the first row. The open class of brindled bitches was the most numerous one, having a record breaking 73 bitches signed up. Thus, Glorija still had time. Meanwhile, I exhibited Inge's yellow veteran Karin, who won the first place in the competition of three. In the Slovene camp it was quite cheerful, as in that moment we got a finalist for the best in show. The assessment of Ciklon and Neca took place at the same time. On Ivo's wish I presented Neca in the open brindled class. Then the time came for me to step into the ring with Glorija. In the ring there was a crowd, as the Spanish judge quickly viewed all of the competition. The judge began his assessing according to the numerical order in the catalogue. The temperature of the air was around 30 degrees and therefore only two bithces were in the ring at the same time. Glorija has presented herself beautifully during the assessment, but not without Sabina's help and the sausage?. All of the judges who were judging in the other rings, have finished work already. After our judge has finished his assessing, the selection began. I went to pick up Glorija and bring her into the ring in a running manner. On our way to the ring, we ran past the Italian judge Cenzi, who already finished judging and was leaving the area of the rings. In that moment Cenzi turned around for a 180 degrees, carrying all the papers, and could not take his eyes off of Glorija. In the ring all of the competiton gathered again. The posing of the bitches followed and a run of all of them who made it into the competition. The ring was really big, nevertheless in the run it was so crowded that Glorija and me got stuck in a »sandwich«. A new posing followed and the judge began placing us from one end of the ring to the other, and back again. Not even God knew if we were still in the game or not. Then the leader of the ring began to hand out the assessment papers to those who did not make it. Luckily, I did not get mine yet, so I knew that we have made it onto the still numerous short list sshort of 15 bitches. We posed our dogs again, as well as ran. In the first round we did not show what Glorija is capable of, so I lowered the speed, thus making way ahead of me. In the second and the third circle, Glorija ran as she was supposed to. However, I had the feeling that the judge did not look at Glorija during the run. While the dogs were running, the judge pulled some of them out and placed them into the middle of the ring. Again I did not know whether we were still in the game. He thanked the exhibitors who stood in the middle of the ring for their participation. Only a handful of us remained in the competition for the best in show. Again we posed our dogs, the judge was chosing and placing the bitches into the middle of the ring. As the fourth one, he pulled me into the middle. We were the chosen ones for the best in show. While we were leaving the ring, the judge stepped up to me and talked enthusiastically about something in Spanish, looking at Glorija at the same time. Sabina and all the members of our club, who accompanied the tense action and cheered for Glorija, were thrilled that she has made it into the best in show.