Finally, my mum is getting back on the ball.... speaking of which - I was a Sugarbush Farm this last week-end and actually may have got my fill on balls for one day!
Saturday my mum took Andy, Kimball, Sully, and me for our run around the Weston Reservoir, which is always a good warmup exercise (approx 3 miles). After we dropped Sully off and got home (Kimball was to spend the week-end with us - whatever!), mum started running around the house packing bags, the eski, grabbing sleeping bags.... Andy was getting all nervous. He thought mum was going on a trip without us! But he was WRONG, we were going too! First, after Vicky got up, we went to my agility class. I did well, my mum was happy, cause I haven't hung on her pantslegs for quite a while now.... ;-). That's what I do when I get confused and overstimulated in the ring. Gotta do something, right? And that's what comes to mind.
Well, after class we went for a long ride. I didn't mind, I was a little tired and slept most of the way. But once at SBF Andy, Kimball, and I were HORRIBLY neglected! Mum and Vicky kept going out to take care of those Border Collies that came from some hell and didn't know people were treat-dispensers on legs. So MY humans kept going and feeding them goodies - including the two little ones in the house. But did we get treat after treat after treat? NOOOOOO! They just let us have one every once in a while, or took us out and played ball with us till one of us (usually a human) was tired - and then went back to those strange dogs to treat them some more! One of the little girls in the house started fussing when we got too close to her crate, and the other one, Spice (or spicy girl as my mum started calling her) had the nerve to show me her teeth after a couple of days, when I was sneaking in to get some of the loving Vicky was giving HER....!
Mum and Vicky felt REALLY bad for those 10 "rescues" though. Not only did they not know that people are meant to feed us superior beings, they also didn't really know how to retrieve balls or destroy toys. Most of them would prefer humans to stay away from them, and it took a lot of treats and a few ear scritches to make them less fearful. They must really have had some sad experiences! Good thing Emily, Kathy and Craig could stay after we left, so they can keep showing the Lucky 10 how to be real Border Collies :-). It will take a while..... :-(.
Saturday my mum took Andy, Kimball, Sully, and me for our run around the Weston Reservoir, which is always a good warmup exercise (approx 3 miles). After we dropped Sully off and got home (Kimball was to spend the week-end with us - whatever!), mum started running around the house packing bags, the eski, grabbing sleeping bags.... Andy was getting all nervous. He thought mum was going on a trip without us! But he was WRONG, we were going too! First, after Vicky got up, we went to my agility class. I did well, my mum was happy, cause I haven't hung on her pantslegs for quite a while now.... ;-). That's what I do when I get confused and overstimulated in the ring. Gotta do something, right? And that's what comes to mind.
Well, after class we went for a long ride. I didn't mind, I was a little tired and slept most of the way. But once at SBF Andy, Kimball, and I were HORRIBLY neglected! Mum and Vicky kept going out to take care of those Border Collies that came from some hell and didn't know people were treat-dispensers on legs. So MY humans kept going and feeding them goodies - including the two little ones in the house. But did we get treat after treat after treat? NOOOOOO! They just let us have one every once in a while, or took us out and played ball with us till one of us (usually a human) was tired - and then went back to those strange dogs to treat them some more! One of the little girls in the house started fussing when we got too close to her crate, and the other one, Spice (or spicy girl as my mum started calling her) had the nerve to show me her teeth after a couple of days, when I was sneaking in to get some of the loving Vicky was giving HER....!
Mum and Vicky felt REALLY bad for those 10 "rescues" though. Not only did they not know that people are meant to feed us superior beings, they also didn't really know how to retrieve balls or destroy toys. Most of them would prefer humans to stay away from them, and it took a lot of treats and a few ear scritches to make them less fearful. They must really have had some sad experiences! Good thing Emily, Kathy and Craig could stay after we left, so they can keep showing the Lucky 10 how to be real Border Collies :-). It will take a while..... :-(.
Andy and I were glad when we got home Monday night. It had been tiring, and we went right to sleep. Kimball was happy to go home with her dad, too. Well, here's a picture of Vicky and that Spicy Girl- she was getting way too comfortable in Vicky's arms!!!
I hope mum will get on the blogosphere again soon ... I know she wants to put some agility pictures up for people to see how well I do when mum doesn't screw me up....
