Sunday, November 01, 2009

“Thank You” Isn’t Really Nice

I could rattle off a list of things that contributed to what happened today, but why bother? The end result is that we had a really crappy run. I have GOT to get better with the stock stick, and Duncan has GOT to quit trying to eat sheep when he gets agitated (its really hard to convince the judge he didn’t do it when he has wool hanging from his mouth). We had a couple of good spots in our run, but the vast majority of it was just awful. We were “thank you’d” by the judge before we finished. In this type of activity, “thank you” does not equate to “good job.” Instead, “thank you” means “get your dog and get off my field.” It just was not a good day for us. On the upside, this means I don’t have to stress over whether or not we’re ready for Course A Started at the Sanford trial – nope, we’ll be working to get our second PT leg. Oh, well...such is life.

I’ll be posting the video from yesterday’s run sometime today or tomorrow. And no, I won’t be posting the video from today’s run.


John Van said...

If it were easy it would not be fun. Okay, it still would be fun. You and Duncan just need a bit more pratice. Lets see... We could use your cats instead of sheep. If you can herd cats you can manage Engineers (so I'm told).

I could create a robotic sheep that turns around and bites back. It could also give a non-lethal shock if "tasted". The sheep from Hell. A wooly terminator. We could give it red laser eyes for effect.

Janine said...

I'll take three Sheep From Hell, please. And I bet you could start a pretty good business selling them to folks who want more practice but don't have the land to keep live sheep.

Anonymous said...

Tough luck on this run. Yeah, that kind of "thank you" you don't want. time... Love you, Mom