Naughty Girls

Whilst I was at agility training yesterday Kim and Mollie had another fight. Not as serious as the last one, thankfully. Kim has a very small bite mark on her ear and is behaving as though her ears has been ripped off and shredded by that evil, evil, black dog who just attacked her for no reason. If this was Kim’s blog, there would be a three page essay on her victimisation. Thankfully it’s my blog, and I can tell you not to believe a word of it, because Kim started it and finished it, and she doesn’t even like vegetables.

That’s right, my dogs faught over a spring onion! Neither of them like onions!

I am taking quite a relaxed view to this, I’ll admit. Hostilities have not esculated in our household. My father was making tea and dropped something on the floor in front of Mollie, and Kim took a strong dislike to the idea that Mollie was getting fed scraps and she wasn’t. My parents persistently feed the dogs scraps when they’re making food on the counters, which is why the dogs were expecting scraps and which is exactly why the blame has gone squarely where it belongs. On my parents. It’s worth noting that I was making me and my sister some lunch the other day and I dropped something, but the dogs didn’t even get up out of their baskets to eat it until I called them.

Anyway, Mollie came up to join Dylan and did some agility later and Kim stayed at home, so I think punishment was fairly given. On the other hand, Dylan was off his head with the idea of doing agility with Mollie and was totally nutty all evening. But we eventually got some proper focus out of him and he was nailing his weave entries again, even though he was distracted and excited, so pretty chuffed with that. We started with some straightforward entries and then got progressively harder, and in the end he was working comfortably off 90degree angles and collecting for some minimum distance jump-weave combinations.

We’ll just have to see if it all comes together this weekend!