TSD True Life Dog Agility Stories – Bring on the Damn Teams.

I know it might seem like the life of Team Small Dog is all glamorous beach trips and forest running, picnics and stiletto heel shopping in stretch limos. Riding on camels wearing jeweled tiaras and road trips across the desert on our extended vacations. I think I read that on Team Small Dog. I think that I occasionally confuse fact and fiction, so maybe I got that from somewhere else.

But, here. You want some nitty gritty? True, harsh life. I emailed the whole dog club the other day, looking for a team for Gustavo for an upcoming trial. My non dog agility friends, we have discussed this many times. Remember, like a members only knitting club and you are a bumbling crocheter? And you wander around holding up the lopsided beanie you’re making, looking for pals, and the knitters all look downward and are super busy counting stitches. And they are making sweaters. With arms. And buttonholes.

Some knitters like to have some freeform crochet around some of the time. For laughs. Thanks you knitters. If I was a wish genie, I’d make sure you never stab yourself with your sharp sticks. Others? Did I mention their sweaters have arms? And buttonholes?

This team time around, only one person brave enough to take on me and Gustavo on as teammates. A teenager who’s afraid all the grumpy adults will be mean to her because her dog sometimes misses contacts. I have assured her mom that, no, indeed, SHE is doing me a favor. And I am totally not grumpy. Hopefully. Certainly not with a teenager that misses contacts. Who is the only one that will take us.

A healthy dose of reality. Youch.