Our 2016 Adventures!
Though we may not compete we are hard at training days with some of the best trainers the agility world has to offer. This is the time I get multiple abuse from all the trainers to try harder and be better! Not sure why I insist we pay a fortune to be shouted at! However, I do find that the dogs and us come out of the winter season a little bit more refined. Well I like to think so anyway. Not only do we do that but we do some independent shows just to keep the pups ticking over in the show environment. Also you would be surprised how out of touch you become with the show environment. Rich goes in the ring and he thinks Molly can be controlled by telepathy! So the more practise the better! Fly did some ring work and clearly thought that doing zoomies round the ring was way more fun than actually doing what I asked! That time I just had to laugh, she went round like a bat out of hell!
So in other news moron here thought it was a good idea to rescue a dog from Romania, who was a street dog, around 50kg and bigger than a German shepherd and when he stood up he was taller than me. Meet sammy! This dog(who might I add I thought was a collie) terrified me and the family! He ATE MY DUCK! Yes herbie got eaten, and I was kindly left with a head and two wings! One was not impressed. He stayed with us five months. He became my shadow and let me do anything I wanted to him. However, he was so massively fear aggressive and after pulling me in front of a bus while running, attacking me several times at the beginning and then putting some man on the floor while being cuddled, we concluded that he was just too much for us. He has now gone back to the rescue for some behavioural training. To say I was gutted was an understatement. I worked so hard with him. From a dog you couldn’t touch to one I could groom, but a lead and collar on, sit, down, speak, give kisses and play ball with. I cried for days after I made the decision to hand him back. Though he was ok with us I couldn’t trust him with anyone else. I speak to the kennels weekly and try and get down to Essex to take him out for a walk. I still miss cuddling and walking him.
And the last of the news for the winter was camp!!!!! This will make you laugh ……..
So rich and I booked onto some of our favourite trainers agility camp in Tonbridge.
So so excited to go, until we heard storm Katarina was on her way! Fantastic! And in a tent. Conversation at home went something like this. ‘Rich I think we should go Monday morning, there is a storm on its way’ my mum calls. ‘Holly, don’t go there is a storm, I am worried, tell Rich you can’t go!’ Rich ‘we are going we will be fine!!!’ Famous last words. I will never let him live this down.
We arrived at this beautiful equestrian centre on Sunday late afternoon, sun shining all very pleasant. Well that was the calm before the storm. It was muddy, but we set the tent up and put all our bits in, the dogs had their own pod with all their beds in. 12.30am the wind is literally roaring up the hill. Picture us in this tent trying to basically hold it up! At about 2.30am we concluded that the tent was not going to make it. This is after a few tent poles started snapping, on our ridiculously expensive tent! So first out were the puppies. I got them in the van, dropped fly in the mud and then literally covered my pjs in mud! Once I had finished worrying about the dogs it was the bedding! The rain and wind were relentless (funny that in a hurricane,hey!) we were soaked. Some poor souls came out and helped us and one of our friends brought us tea. At this point hysteria kicked in and I said that’s it we are going home! Well that was short lived, I attempted to drive the van and concluded we were going no where but putting mud all over everyone else’s vans! Joy! So we ended up sleeping in the dog crates in the van. 3 hours sleep later and also thinking that the van was going to take off we woke up. The wind breakers and the tent were a write off! Now in the bin! What an expensive trip. Needless to say we went home, had a bath and dried the bedding and then ventured back to Kent! Luckily enough the training was indoors.
We had an absolutely fabulous week. The training was awesome and the dogs were great. The people were lovely and we had such a laugh. We spent the rest of he week in the van and now I need chiropractor and a massage to make me feel human again! I have gone back to work to get a rest!! I am now looking at caravans, anyone got one for sale haha!
Bring on the kennel club shows!
Welcome Grade Two
So the new season has arrived. You know previously I said that we pay a fortune to ensure the dogs come out of the winter season more refined and ready to go. Well……. Molly did! Welcome grade two for Molly moo moo and Rich! Molly has come on with flying colours, I couldn’t ask for a better dog! Rich still struggles with nerves on the odd occasion, but his handling and their partnership has come on phenomenally. I am actually considering stealing her back once he has made it to grade 3 (I can’t run any dogs under grade 3 as jack is now grade 5) and heading for the Olympia qualifiers. No joke when I say she is not far off the speed of the fast collies!
However, much can be said for fly and jack who have developed this very inconvenient illness! Something that many of you, who have teenagers, can identify with. The illness of cloth ears! Yes apparently they become absolutely deaf when we go in the ring! Would you believe that, that sort of illness comes at such a convenient time and for such a short period of time! To say I am on the verge of throwing a tantrum and packing it all up would be an understatement! However, I find that processco really helps things like this! I have heard they are running out! Well that may well be because my agility has got so appealing! Haha!
Fly well, it’s a miracle if she stays in the ring. In order for me to actually get a decent run the following ritual has to be followed. Rich is banned from coming to the ring, she spends all her time looking for him! She has to be walked around the ring several times to ensure she knows there are no apparent monster that might possibly eat her, while she is jumping. And last of all she has to sit in the crate for around ten minutes and watch the dogs go round. Again just to ensure there are no monsters ready to eat her. That does not guarantee a good round. You still have to factor in that there are great things to sniff, the burger van and the judge loves to be spoken to on the way round!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh! Picture me going round with the highest pitch voice and encouraging this bloody animal around the ring, basically looking and sounding like a moron! Not only that but I have to run super fast as when she actually moves she is really fast! I cannot breath at the end of a round with her! Reminds me more running is needed! I do attempt to laugh, however the laughter is fast wearing thin!
Then jack, wellllll, contacts? What are contacts? Stuff stopping on the end of them?! No idea what you want!!! That is partially my fault, but still he does not apparently know the difference between a tunnel and an a-frame, or indeed weaves! On around 50% of the courses I have had to pull him out the ring because he just does not listen to a word I say. Pick him up, thank the judge and leave the ring! How we ever made it to grade 5 is actually beyond me at the moment! The grade 1 dogs look better than us at the moment! What happened to my awesome, trusty agility dog :-(! That is all on top of ensuring there is no clay pigeon shooting near the show ground. Once he hears a gunshot, then that is it for the day. He will refuse to leave the van! Feeling very disheartened with it all at the moment.
Never mind another day at paws in the park at the weekend and jack can be good at something else for a day!
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