And so is my good agility leash. Last night we were in Pat’s agility class out
at Best Friends, and Layla’s turn was approaching so I took her out of her
little house and latched on her leash, ready to roll. Roll she did as my excito-girl was suddenly careening
on an over the top trajectory into the face of an 8 month old Sheltie, who had
only stopped in for the atmosphere. And
she said (translation): “WHO ARE YOU, WHERE DID YOU COME FROM? DO I HATE YOU? DO I LIKE YOU? I THINK I’LL
BARK AT YOUR NOSE!”
I assumed my own leash inaccuracy was to blame, so somebody
else ran and I leashed her up again, click/no-click, disillusionment.
I found a
similar clip mechanism on eBAY: but what’s
the point in fixing it if my trust has been shattered?
Maybe Clean
Run doesn’t sell agility products made to withstand the crazy of a mostly-Border
Collie ready to run? (Ugh........???)
I can just
see myself in Harriman, Murfreesboro, God forbid LOUISVILLE; we are in line
for Excellent
Standard, of course, (where we have yet to get a Q), I distract Layla with food
until we are next, she gets that wild look in her eyes as she sees the dog in
front of us on the course, she barks, jumps, pulls and BAM she’s out there
chasing him! The reek of my humiliation
would over-power the basic dog smell of the place, Layla would be considered unruly,
our dreams of someday getting a Q in Excellent Standard are smashed as we are
kicked out of AKC Agility! (God, my
imagination is foul.)
I think I’m
going to try the old tried and true slip lead again, the purple one with the
gold swirls, got it from a vendor at Harriman, TN last winter. It came in at $5 under this fancy-pantcy clip
deal; and it’s still hanging around.
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