Category: Mollie
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Paws to Valentines
This was the best way to spend Valentine’s Day. I drove the dogs up to Castle Hill and we ranged all over the footpaths; Mollie interrupted all the snuggling teenagers and Dylan tried to knock people over as he raced past. Kim was on her own mission, which involved digging up as many moles as…
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Doncaster Flyball
This tournament was a bit of a upside/downside; our dogs all ran really well, but it was almost embarrassing how unfit they are! Kim and Mollie’s team went from running 20.86 in their third leg race (um, seeded on 21.60, sorry about that Division 6!) to barely getting under 22s in their afternoon races. Same…
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Gap Farm Flyball
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The All-New Singing-Dancing Matting: Was good. It’s like yoga matting, kind of. Very grippy, no slipping, very nice. My only complaint was that I’m not sure it works all that well on sand/equestrian surface. It was very “dead”; there was plenty of give but there was very little bounce back. It didn’t seem to affect…
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52 Weeks for Dogs
Obviously inspired by the flickr group 52WeeksforDogs. Unfortunately they have capped the membership due to the influx of people wanting to take on this challenge, but I’m going to use their rules anyway and play along at home. Only ONE photo per week of the SAME dog; no video (sorry). the group’s “week” is defined…
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Horizon: Can my dogs be as clever as Betsy?
The short answer is no. The long answer is … kind of. Betsy is a Border Collie. She knows over 340 words, and when shown a toy, can go and fetch an identical toy from another room. What really blew my mind was that she could look at a picture of a toy, and then…
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Twelve Days of Christmas
The dogs had a good Christmas. The dogs always have a good Christmas, but they had an especially good one this year. They got some lovely new toys, lots of chews, and Kim got some ultra fashionable leg warmers from Accessorize. Unfortunately she has skinny hind legs so they only fit on her front paws,…
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Freezing Something Off
I was stood in a field at 9:10am this morning, setting up flyball jumps and holding a tape measure on the snow covered ground. The weak winter sun was just coming up over the bare frozen trees, and all the sensible people in England were in bed, warm and snuggley and not losing touch with…