Flying Poodles

Motion

Four days of agility training might actually be too much. It’s Wednesday morning and I can still feel the soreness in some of the muscles I overworked over the weekend.

Yesterday Dancer stepped on one side of a piece of cardboard and then leapt back when it moved. Wow, she’s nervous about motion under her feet. That’s undoubtedly the source of her anxiety about the teeter–now, how do we train away that anxiety? I’m going to continue with the rocker board, but I’m trying to come up with some other sources of motion in her life.

It was cold at the seminar, so I had pulled out all my various knitted hats. It was also dirty, so when it was over, I washed them and left them on towels on the kitchen counter to dry. One is now missing, which means Dancer probably took it somewhere to play with… but I can’t find it. I find myself wondering if she might have eaten it. However, everything is going in and out normally, so…

Yesterday at the dog park, the two curly girlies were playing with an unneutered pitbull mix. Nice dog, actually, despite all the cliches. I didn’t have the nerve to ask why he was still unneutered. The funny part was that Dancer went into her “I am going to herd you” state of mind, chasing this dog to run faster and snapping at his rear–and the owners got nervous and left the park. They even said something about how big Dancer’s teeth are.