I went to another obedience trial this morning. It was so boring. We had to wait for hours and hours until our turn. By that point, I didn't much care.
Kay tried to get me revved up, but to tell the truth, I wasn't feeling all that great.
I think I might have picked up something toxic last week when Gracie pushed me into the Cooks River. It's so polluted that you aren't supposed to eat the fish from it - and you sure aren't supposed to be swimming in it.
I was just sniffing around the edge, as I always do, when a bouncing Gracie careened into me and knocked me over the edge. It was a long drop down, lucky the tide was in so I splashed in the water instead of smashing into the mud.
Neil had to climb down a ladder and try to haul me six feet back up to the bank, while not falling in himself. Thanks a lot, Gracie.
Anyway, the point was that I didn't do very well in the ring - we actually failed big time evidently. Kay was not very impressed. I guess it's back to the practice ring for me.
21 hours ago