It has been a crazy last couple of weeks! We’re a little behind on our weekly agility reports. This should catch us up because we also missed a week of class while I was on a trip.
Spring continues to be wild this year—for agility class this week we had cool temperatures and a moderate but constant wind blowing us around.
Each week I bring two tennis balls with us to class. We bring tennis balls because it’s no big deal if we lose one—most of the tennis balls we have have been objects found around Portland neighborhoods, parks we’ve been enjoying, on the beach, and the like. Uncle Atticus in particular had a great knack for finding stray tennis balls wherever he went. And I always bring two balls to class with us in case we lose one for realzies.
Well, we really lost one this week.
The tree trunk is about 20 feet from the fence. Can you find our lost ball?
Usually when Rain loses a ball in the pens behind the agility arena, we can get it back. If it’s in another pen I can open the gates necessary to gain access to the ball. If it’s in the giant ivy patch Rain can find it with her nose.
Even when it lands inside the neighboring property, a family farm, I can usually grab a long object of some sort and coax it back to where I can reach it. We recently helped Poppy and Cedar recover one of their balls by using a really long tree branch. But this time, the ball had not only bounced several feet into the grass, but it was in a small sunken spot. Even with the longest branch, I was hopeless about getting it back.
Once I pulled the second ball out though, Rain forgot all about the lost ball and we went on having fun.
The breeze made the barn into a bit of a wind tunnel during class, which may be partly why I don’t remember much about our course. There were about 15 obstacles, but there wasn’t anything particularly challenging, besides my inability to run as fast as Rain. I often find long courses challenging, in terms of just remembering what comes next. Once again, I am the weakest link in our team!
We worked on our weave poles to finish up class. Rain’s first go was rock solid, but then she got iffy, missing a pole or exiting the channel early. (I was sort of glad about this, as Molly could see what I was seeing when we practice at home.) After a couple of iffy sends, Molly decided that we should ‘ping-pong’ Rain, back and forth between us for a bit. Molly ran out of the Charlee Bears I gave her but had some ham in her pocket—soon, Rain wouldn’t leave her side. So Molly had to give me some ham too. 🙂
After class we still hung out for a while to play ball out back, but I was very happy to get out of the wind. When we got home, I made some warm tea, put my pajamas on, and tried my best to get warmed up again for a nice evening at home.