Or were you just made to pose for a photo wearing bunny ears? (If so, bad luck.)
I'm delighted to report that I had a wonderful treat on Easter Sunday morning, when Gail had signed me up for a 'taster session' at a local dog agility club.
Now I've always felt, having watched those collies performing at Crufts on TV, that I might be rather good at agility. After all, I am super confident, high energy and never fazed by a new challenge. I am also a quick learner, nimble and sprightly and I absolutely love jumping and climbing on things.
What could possibly go wrong?
For some reason, Gail seemed less certain of my status as embryonic agility champion. She claims my "disinclination to follow rules" and "extreme sociability (with other dogs)" might be impediments to success.
Talking of sociability, my training partner on Sunday was this fine fellow Cody, a five year old cockerpoo.
To be honest I would happily have spent the hour racing around the field with Cody, but apparently that wasn't what we came for and pretty soon I grasped the idea that sausage treats a-plenty were on offer if I cleared jumps, ran through the tunnel, and over a structure called an 'A' frame*.
And apparently, according to Gail, I "exceeded expectations" and only twice was responsible for the shout "dog on the loose!" sounding across the field. All this means we might go back. I do hope so!
*I'm told my predecessor Bouncing Bertie once distinguished himself on the 'A' frame, as described in this post: https://bouncingbertie.blogspot.com/2013/10/the-gift-that-keeps-on-giving.html
