On Thinking

This week when all the dogs got together for agility play, I was ready! I know so much about playing in the agility yard that I don't think there's anything left to learn at ALL. So when it was my turn, I ran all around the yard, showing mymom all the things I can do. I think mymom wanted to do things in order, but she needs to loosen up so I did it all in my very own order.

She wasn't as impressed as I thought she'd be.

After that I had to come be quiet in one spot. Very quiet. In one little spot. Thinking. Mymom pet the other dogs and cheered for them when they played. Hey!

Me. Quiet. One little spot. Thinking.

After that a very strange thing happened. I've never seen a chair fly before, but one of the chairs in the yard did that. It moved really fast! It had something to do with another dog and a leash and the other dog got tangled and was silly enough to be scared. So the chair flew. It hit mymom! She walks funny now. She says that knee wasn't very useful to begin with.

So this is to cheer mymom up:

picture of me being important