Despite Oreo's foot bumps, I brought him to class today. He was walking, playing, and acting fine, so I thought we'd go at least for the social aspect.
I went in with the attitude, "whatever Oreo felt comfortable doing, we would do." I had him jump 8 inches, instead of 12.
The course was mostly jumps, with a couple tunnels, 6 weaves and the A-Frame.
There were a lot of people there today, so I left Oreo in the car, until two dogs ahead of him were running, then I brought him in the building and started feeding him treats. He was relaxed and watching the dogs run. After our run, I fed him some more treats in the building, then put him back in the car until the next round.
Due to league, trial, and weather, we haven't been to a Saturday class since mid December, and one of our classmates noticed an improvement in Oreo's demeanor.
She said that he still seems shy, but not intimidated. That made me feel really good. Oreo even let her pet his chest, then Oreo put his paw on her arm when she did so! Wow. That has never happened.
Oreo's runs were great. He did the A-Frame 4 times, and never hesitated or went around it.
Isn't that great? The mystery thickens.
We ran an intermediate course twice and then a masters. Oreo aced them all, with just a few minor bobbles, probably my fault. He rules.
A father, mother, son group that does DOCNA with their border collies was at class this week. I love to watch them run their dogs. One is named Oreo. But it is their middle child (dog) I like the best. He is so intense and driven. She put a treat on a target at the bottom of the A-Frame. The dog did a perfect contact, looked at the target, ignored the treat, because he'd rather go on to the next obstacle than stop to eat. Amazing. I could never handle that dog, that's why I love to watch them.
With so many people, the class lasted 2 and a half hours. I was proud of Oreo for having the stamina to last through the entire class, especially midday. He's more of a morning dog!
On my way to agility, I passed people ice fishing on a lake. Then, since it was above freezing, I passed a person on a motorcycle. On my way home, I passed people sitting outside having a barbecue. Only in the Northeast do you have a picnic in January, because it hits 38 degrees.