As a real pro, action photos were taken of my agility runs by a real photographer (T&C Pet Photography). Apparently, that is the thing to do, so we bought some. Next time we hope to get them for free, like a real pro.
We like the first one the best. It almost looks like I’m stepping into another dimension. Which photo do you like the most?
I discovered my true calling today: the CAT. It’s not your regular cat but a furry special one! CAT stands for Coursing Ability Test. I ran it today and earned my first qualifying ribbon. Who knew it would come in handy one day to be able to run at Mach 3+ speed. It was hot, 85 degrees Fahrenheit already. This meant that we went straight home after the event so that I could cool down. Once I was chauffeured home in an airconditioned car, I was all rested and decided to get another run in with my big sis Ms. Zulu.
My first ribbon!
Riding home, look what others are riding!
Showing Ms. Zulu what I did today
We ended the day on a lesser note; even though I can run pretty fast I couldn’t escape the wetness. Tomorrow I have my third R.E.A.D. session at the library so I had to get all shampooed and such. Whoever invented the wet stuff should be on a faraway island all alone. Still, all things considered, it was another wonderful day in doggie paradise. Hope you have a pawbulous weekend ahead of you.
Another Mission Possible is behind us. This time I got the early Monday morning shift in the ER. It meant that I had to get up super early. I was also the only Dogtor on duty. At first, we seemed to be off to a rough start as our usual parking spot was taken by a big truck. The truck was not only big but also made a lot of noise. Turned out that it was a mobile shredding truck. I guess secret missions require the shredding of lots of papers. Luckily, my magic harness, Dogtor bandana, in combination with frozen carrots hand delivered to me at the exact right time, gave me Popeye strength. This helped me to make it past the truck and into the building without further ado.
Today, the waiting room was nearly empty and there were not that many patients in the ER. It made my job a lot easier and I was pretty much single-handedly able to keep everything under control. Those things that are not patient related are not always easy to circumnavigate though. For that reason, I’m always looking out for unusual things. This time there was a garbage cart out of control. All of a sudden it came flying towards me from around the corner at the nurse’s station. Its speed was dizzying and the human it had in tow was practically centrifuged into the air. Thankfully a handful of frozen carrots gave me another Popeye boost and imminent danger was easily averted.
Once we got the junk out of the way and the patients were taken care of, I had time for the nurses. I love the nurses as they always enjoy my reversed Reiki therapy so I tried my best to give them my all. After we completed my ninth undercover super-secret-mission, we had to make two more stops in town before we could drive home. At home, I almost immediately fell asleep and practiced Zuluism for inner balance and Zen.
Today is normally our offsite-agility training but since I graduated from the basic class we have to wait until next weekend before we can start with the next series. In the meantime, I registered myself as an All American Dog at the American Kennel Club (AKC). We didn’t know this but since 2009 you can list mixed breed canine partners with AKC. Normally we wouldn’t have bothered to sign up but once you are listed you can compete in AKC Agility, Obedience and Rally events. And we are interested in agility. We are not ready yet but never say never.
The agility course and our equipment shed
Be fast to catch me on camera
I said fast!
The back end of the course
Anyhowls, I am getting off track here. I wanted to show you the tactical training course that was built under Ms. Zulu and my supervision at headquarters. The course requires a lot of jumping through hoops. Life is a bit like that, I’ve heard. We also have tunnels, not the ones I dig, for some reason they get covered up when I’m not looking. I know it’s a waste but what are you gonna do, hey? And no, I did not rip said tunnel. That’s one of M’s concoctions. It now looks kind of like a ruptured colon. I have to say though, all of a sudden I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and breeze through it without a problem. So maybe a ruptured colon is not always a bad thing.
In addition to the tunnel, we have another very “expensive” crawl-station. That station turns into a funny looking tent on cold winter days to protect the Forbidden Fruit tree that I showed you yesterday. Plus, the crawl-station is an excellent device to practice high jumps. Tree logs are helpful too to practice high jumps but we mainly practice our prepositions on them. Of course, y’all know those already, so there is not much to explain there.
Wishing you a Sunny Day; may the sun shine brightly wherever you are,
I passed my basic obedience training exam and am now a Canine Good Citizen puppy too as I also aced that exam.