I will show you Autumn’s border collie puppy today, because last night Gustavo ran so wretchedly that I can barely speak about it. It was all I could do, last night, not to throw a fit, stomp around screaming, and then carry him away in my pocket. If I had been able to catch him when he was running away from me, his brain melting away in some bucket in a parking lot on another distant planet, then maybe I would have. I think instead I muttered, and then went and got his 20′ long rope out of the car.

But since I’m not speaking of this, never mind. Because how cute is Autumn’s new puppy? And I know I’m trying not to speak of my wretched night last night, but I even ran Hobbes poorly. And finally had to just go and get Otterpop out of the car so I wouldn’t go home with a losery taste in my mouth.

The puppy’s name is Jesse. Unless it is Scout. Unless you have a better idea for Autumn. And you know, later on I did get Gustavo to run about a bit, just not like the little dog of my dreams. But enough to cut the loser flavor just a bit. The way a shot of Jameson’s might. Make that a double.

I hope that Autumn has smooth sailing with her puppy. Autumn is one of my favorite agility students. I try to be a good example for her by never, ever getting frustrated when I am challenged with training quandaries such as, why doesn’t this agility business always go how I want it to? Autumn has made such leaps and bounds in training her other dogs, I am very proud of her. I know she will always be patient with her new puppy and accept her puppy for who she is. I am done muttering now.