I do love the furry crew. At the very least, one of them can be found at any given moment doing something amusingly naughty, but more often than not, they just bring the awesome to the moment.
The Pup kicked the weekend off by throwing down some great weaving. 6 poles, conquered! Well, at least: 6 poles, satisfactorily resembling real weaving! She's starting to get into them a little more. Her entries are perfect (thanks, MEB for the method!). Remembering to stay in was about 80% but that's only when we introduced more speed in.
Proof Positive: weave awesomeness:
We've got some trick awesomeness happening too. The Dog is continuing her education in Helpful Dog 101 and has adorably achieved status of Chief Door Shutter.
The Pup still has some, ah, polishingto do before she earns apprentice status even. She prefers to go through the door and peek out cutely. Ok, click/treat anyways.
Sadly, no video, but The Dog was extra awesome at the BCSA AKC show this past weekend. We have one less QQ to rack up for Tulsa now and a shiny new MXJ title to add after her name (er, before?). One more Standard leg to go for the MX. Which we would have had if I wasn't a panicky dork. So, The Dog was quite perfect all weekend. The Leader claims all responsibility for the sad NQ. It's just that sometimes, apparently, brains fall right out of heads and make people call their nice doggies off of jumps that their doggies are headed to. Correctly. Panicky! Dorky! Me me me!!! Ga.
Anyways though, it was MUCH better than last weekend. She took first place in Standard on Saturday with a super fly time. JWW that day was extremely conservative on my part. I completely fell pray to QQ desire and made the trade off of wide turns for bars that stay in their cups. Slightly annoyed with myself but better than doing something really dumb like calling your dog off the jump that they should be taking. Who does that?!?! I digress... JWW Sunday was enough to make up for Saturday, we ran fast and I handled and good times were had by all. We even threw caution to the wind and tossed in an a$$ pass at the end for good measure.
Then there was the Sad Run. Which was actually a really fun run. The Dog, Dramatic Queen of Expressions, cracks me up. As I was yoinking her around the (right) jump, she gave me a look like, 'Um, boss, you sure? Cuz it's right here... ok, whatever you say but I'm really not sure where this is going- there doesn't seem to be any equipment where we are headed...' Smart Dog. The rest of the run was exciting and action-packed. She did a WONDERFUL dogwalk- from a sharp turn onto it from a tunnel under the DW to a full run, sustained into a wall! Then she nailed her weaves, we did another a$$ pass and she rocked the tough ending. Oh yeah, then she knocked me over. Revenge, Dog style.
I'm just glad my pants stayed up.
So, weird dog thing of the week.
For some reason, both girls have decided that the table propped up in the living room is the best place for napping. Why?
Apparently, it's also prime real estate for bone chewing.
Dogs. So weird.
Also so cute. Love the adorably naughty and awesomely fun furry crew!