I feel a little bit dirty and weird.

I have been promised now, with their help, that, basically, I’ll learn more, share more and experience more of the world of dogs.

Because, before them, I didn’t learn enough, and I guess wasn’t a good sharer. We never have played that well with others. Well, and until recently, we weren’t invited to the party.

I think it was Groucho Marx that said something like if a club didn’t want him to join, then that was ok because he would stay home and eat sandwiches instead, and it probably meant he didn’t want to be in that club anyways?

Groucho always kind of creeped me out anyways. He did that thing with his leg. All of them did.

But in the effort to get Gustavo a little bit more time in the ring competing, on a low key basis, I wanted to find a way to actually get him in the ring a bit more. Short days, a couple of runs, close to home. UKI is still really small, and CPE is not our thing. One more obvious choice.

That’s right. The dog who has been genetically proven to have no dog DNA will now be competing in the next local AKC trial, one of a plethora of local trials, as a registered Canine Partner. I just signed Gustavo up with the AKC.

I asked Otterpop if she should be signed up, too. She just looked at me like I had 3 heads and found a tennis ball to chew on. I think that was a big fat No.

Bye. I need to go wash my hands.