"Be confident. Too many days are wasted comparing ourselves to other and wishing to be something we aren't. Everybody has their own strengths and weaknesses and it is only when you accept everything you are- and aren't- that you will truly succeed." -Unknown Author
Thanks to the small size of my dogs and a bit of creative packing, I loaded up the Malibu and made my way up to Boston for our first agility trial in New England.
My Grandmother used to trial her Goldens in AKC obedience, and is an avid watcher of the Westminster Kennel Club Show, so I thought it'd be fun for her to what I do with my guys.
All in all the trial was an awesome experience. Our Q rate wasn't the highest because I officially tossed fixing my handling mistakes out the window with this one. I feel like Knight is still at a fragile point with his speed at trials, any missed jumps were due to my not cueing properly so I decided his speed was much more important to me than a Q. It was sooo rewarding to see him with his ears back in "zoomie" position with a crazy grin on his face zipping around the ring with me. I'd take that over a slow Q any day :)
This trial was a HUGE test for Lilly. This was the first time in 2 years that my family was there watching while we ran. In the past she'd totally ignore me and just make a b-line for them. We did have a small blip of distraction on the family front, but once I got her back she was speedy and right with me!
Have I ever mentioned that Lilly is kind of extremely awesome? She was 1 of 7, out of 79 dogs in the Level 4/5/C Jackpot (Gamblers, distance game) to Qualify. Due to the low Q rate there was lots of cheering whenever someone made it, and Lilly just ate it up. To say I was proud would be an understatement.
Mia rocked all the jump and tunnel games. Snatching up 5.5 yps in one of her colors runs, and finished off her CL1-F title.
It was a little different being one of "those" people at the trial. The ones who have their own personal cheering squad, with people ready and willing to help walk dogs whenever it's needed, or hold them during ring conflicts. I've gotten so used to juggling everything on my own, it was a nice change of pace. I certainly look forward to trialing up there with my gang again in August!
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
So thanks to some prodding from Mica I have returned to the land of blogspot. Let's do this.
Although not directly training/trialing related. In February, the Papmobile was almost laid to rest. As I was driving my sister home from crew one night, I was rear ended in the horrible stop-and-go traffic that plagues one route home.
A wave of dread swept over me as I heard the dreadful sound of crunched metal and shattered plastic. As the Papmobile is not officially mine, my first thought was "Oh shit, dad is going to kill me." which quickly changed to "Oh shit! I actually have no idea what I'm supposed to do!"
As naturally as one can, I asked the driver that hit me to hold on one moment while I called dad. The whole thing went over much more smoothly than I would of previously imagined possible. My dad is without a doubt, the best person to call in my family during any sort of state of emergency. After confirming that my sister and I were okay, he told me exactly what I needed to do now and when I got home, and that was that.
There was a slight moment of panic when I stepped out of the van to see the damage. My though process went from "Oh wow, first car accident, not bad at all" to "I AM MISSING A CORNER OF MY CAR AHHHHHHHHHH" and then back down to a relatively collected state of calm. All in all, I'd say I handled it pretty well.
When I took her (the papmobile) to the selected auto body shop, there was a great debate on whether or not it was actually worth fixing her. Thankfully, they decided, that she just barely fell into the "worth fixing" category. I was given an estimated week or so before I could get her back. We'd be making our journey up north for our next CPE trial without her.