no pictures tonight. mom forgot her camera. which is fine, as long as she did not forget the treat bag.
to sum it up, we missed a week of beginning agility because of thanksgiving. the following week: called due to rain. rescheduled for sunday: i was sick (i have a congenital g.i. illness….the less said….the better)
so, tonight was class. joy of joys: we got to go on “equipment”. mom had a crazy look in her eyes. that “my dog is going to ROCK IT” look. initially i was sad that jett wasn’t there. he is the only other dog that knows how to be quiet in his crate during instruction.
thennnnn, the weaves. good LORD people! those are great fun. mom was right about those things. then we instantly popped up onto a table and boy was she psyched that i was the only dog that didn’t need treats to get me up there. then the tunnel. i killed it….and upon exiting….
went after that squeakytoysized dog again! and would i listen to mom to stop or come back? NO! cody bear don’t play that way. instead…i like to make the instructor partake in feats of strength and flexibility while mom envisions astronomic vet bills.
then the jumps. weird that they’re called jumps cuz….we just stepped over them.
then the “plank”. every time another dog escaped their handler….they went to the plank. there were allllways treats on the plank. willy did it twice.
to sum it up: great fun for me….great humiliation for mom.
p.s. she said something about needing a treadmill for christmas to keep up with me.
p.p.s. i didn’t know anyone but me got things for christmas. interesting.
