We went to camp and play USDAA at the Trapp Family Lodge last weekend and it was a lovely and relaxing experience. The agility was hard, and we didn’t do a lot of whole courses, it felt like the right thing to me. At the end of the weekend, after trying the team game courses, we had one last run, P1 Snooker (or as I call it, “baby snooker”). It was possible to run an easy course and get a lot of points. I made my plan and went back to the tent, chair, and dog to wait. I had been in big classes, so I sort of had the illusion we had a lot of time before our run. Not true. Suddenly I heard the gate steward (it was Kit Erskine, and he – mercifully at this moment – has a BIG voice), I heard him say “something-or-other is one the line and Chico is on deck!” That means we are next dog in the ring, and have approximately 50 seconds to be in the ring and on the line before they go on to the next dog and we lose our turn. Grabbed the dog, sprinted more than the length of the ring to the in gate, ran in the ring, set up, ran. Got my whole course, got the whole closing, won the class. Had to dunk my head in the water to cool off afterwards, but it was a “fun, fun, fun ’til daddy takes the t-bird away” run.
And there were other highlights of the weekend. The location itself was one of them.
It was a fun weekend, Chico was able to hang out by me when I had dinner with my neighbors, we took some nice walks, ate some good food, drank wine, laughed, and generally enjoyed ourselves. At least, I think Chico had fun. It seemed like it.