And the yorkie’s name is Tinkerbell.
So yeah. Righty-o. Otterpop could still redeem herself in Steeplechase finals tomorrow, but she is just not that into it. She did get 1st and 2nd in last night’s IHC classes, but really, shouldn’t have. I couldn’t even go get those ribbons because, augh. Otterpop.
Well, and also, we don’t have any room in our house for ribbons. Someone else should take them with bigger walls.
I sure wish I could get Otterpop to run like Otterpop. This creepy Stepford dog that heads over the first jump with me is really freaking me out. Or that just pops up midway through a run.
Is she scared? Is she mad? Does her leg hurt? Does she want a stroller? Does this sound like a broken record?
Otterpop speaks to me all the time, but this one thing, she isn’t disclosing. And it is clearly a HUGE problem for her.
Also I would like to point out that the yorkie lady is super nice and gracious and she does an awesome job at agility and Tinkerbell is a great dog. For Pete’s sake. I am just a very sore, crabby loser and I am probably going to hell after being torn limb from limb in a zombie apocalypse now.
I should probably be done with the whole small, fast, kick yer ass thing. I think it’s going to have to change to small, below average, getting kicked in the ass. It’s just so much less catchy that way.
Gustavo, though, he did run like a champ today. He missed the pole entry in Steeplechase round 1, and even though he looped around and headed back in, with such awesome 12″ competition he just couldn’t make the cut. We are a little below average. But I couldn’t have been any happier with how he ran.
I guess if he had made that one pole entry I could have been a teensy, weensy, little tiny bit happier. And feeling less kicked in the ass. But only a little. I felt like he tried his best. Me and him might make mistakes, but we both tried as hard as we could. And that’s about all we can keep doing.
Gustavo's Steeplechase was very excellent. Who cares about weave entries anyway?? I think when we become middle-aged we are *supposed* to send our egos way out to a tunnel where there is a light at the end. Or maybe there's not light. I may have that part wrong. But, just think of Crushing of Ego as a developmental step. Like potty training. Or maybe not exactly like potty training because there could be Dependz at the end of the tunnel. But the good thing is that because we are Baby Boomers, we get Whooopie Goldberg and the re-branding of Dependz so that now there are packages of Poise at the end of the tunnel (or maybe light or blackness, again, not sure). But I'm sure about the Crushing of Ego as a sign of being highly evolved even though you aren't even a a Baby Boomer. Otterpop is like your wisdom-guy helping you to shed your ego early so that you will see the light at the end of tunnel. Or the blackness, light or Poise. Now I am getting confused. But the bottom line is that you cannot re-brand Team Small Dog. Team Small Dog is NOT like a brand of adult diapers that can just be re-brandednjust by hiring Whoopie Goldberg. Team Small Dog will always be Small Fast Kick Yer Ass.
Ok, now that the pep talk is over, I want to know whether you were in a hurry photo-shopping out my double chin – or whether I actually have a goiter?
you took a pic of jessica and bug! bug will be playing team with rita in nm in a couple of months. be sure to tell jessica that you think bug is an awesome cattle dog.
i know, cattle dog? you'll just have to trust me on that one, and do it.
oh, and forget that crap about no more small fast kick your ass. your public demands it.
valpig
Ummm … maybe you should try pole setting next time. But, your eye for fashion certainly captured my matchy-matchy to the new tire!
So now that you know the secret path to the Inner Circle through the ring hanging around Susan's neck, did you get a discount?
Tinkerbell and I are very flattered by your welcome 🙂 You are not only hysterically funny, but under all that humor, completely groovy 🙂
Strollers Rule 🙂 (Just kidding!)
It was stroller-mania! You may have started something up here, DiannTinkerbell!