… Thriller Twooooo
That’s actually TWooie’s “Where’s The Bunny?!?!” face. Just before I belted out that tantalizing phrase, he looked like this:
But today was actually pretty thrilling. Dexter and I entered a few runs in a Masters Games trial – he is only in Masters Gamblers and of course Steeplechase, so we zipped over for 4 runs (two of each). He only Q’d two of the four things he was entered in (one Gamble, one Steeplchase), so maybe not the most stellar performance, but … ALL THE WEAVES! ALL of them! He was SO GOOD. He nailed every entry, he stayed in the poles, and he even got a really difficult mini gamble where he had to weave six poles far away in one direction and six poles the other way a little closer … twice! It was magical, all of a sudden Dexter understands weaving!
I am so proud of him … everything is finally – finally – coming together for us in the ring. He is listening to me and watching for direction and being a team player! He can at last put that on his resume! It is so much more fun to run with him now.
Plus he got the mostest points of everydog.
What a good boy he is! I think you can watch his Gambler’s run here. (I’m not sure. Dropbox confuses me)
See, it just goes to show that with enough hard work and determination, you can do anything you want to do!
Except eat your friends. You cannot eat your friends, ADDY.
What Addy is carrying off to consume is the wing of what was, yesterday, my rooster. Today that rooster is a pile of feathers and, apparently, one wing that the coyote left behind. I HATE THIS COYOTE SO MUCH. I latched the coop door but forgot to put the heavy beam against the door before bed, so I guess the bastard got in that way and ate my last rooster. It’s super depressing. I have only a dozen chickens left and I’m scared to get more because they’ll just be consumed. HATE. HATE. HATE.
So to recap: Dexter is awesome, coyotes suck, and you can’t eat your friends.
Why does nobody listen to me??
But I bringed you a frisbee, so you luff me now.
Yesterday Ender decided to CHASE people up the road yodeling at them. Not only is that so not cool, but imagine if you were a not-a-dog-person and a little screaming skeleton came flying down the road after you? You’d piss your pants! Poor people out for an afternoon stroll. I don’t even know why he did it – people walk up and down the road all day long and he ignores them, plus we were nowhere near the damn road when he took off.
I wish he didn’t drive me so crazy. It’s kind of cool to have a dog that looks like Mr. Burns.
Since the trial ended early for me, I had time for group play with the other dogs afterward.
And just being awesome :)
And tomorrow it’s back to work :( I wanted to go to this but I can’t. So you should go instead!
ETA: I never win contests like this, but 100 bonus entries can’t hurt my chances, so I’m giving it a whirl!