I am soooooo happy. After many long months, I'm back in an agility class. Mom found a good class, indoors, not far from home, with a good instructor. So she signed us up, and has been prepping me for weeks. I'm in the most advanced level (!), but other than that, didn't really know what to expect. Would I be the class dunce? The class superstar? Oh, the anticipation.
So tonight mom packed our training bag, got my treats ready, loaded up the poop bags (because I always poop when I get to class), filled the water bottle, put the crate in the car and put on her running shoes. We got there a little early, and the instructor introduced herself and asked a few questions about us. Then the rest of the class showed up. The best part about the class is that there's only small dogs. And they're all "non-traditional". Min Pins, and Eskie, Schnauzers and a Chihuahua. The class is made up of mostly instructors for the training center, and they're all really nice.
But tonight's class kicked my BUTT! I haven't trained in months. I've only showed once. And I've been a big couch potato, between moving, new jobs and our living situation. And the session was tough. There were twists, turns, curves and lots of running. I was a maniac the whole night, but after our last run I ran out of steam. My tail came uncurled. And that never happens.
So I slept all the way home, then jumped up on the couch to relax. Mom gave me a long massage, and I'm feeling a little better. My tail is back to semi-normal, but I'm wiped OUT! I better get in shape this week, or I'm in trouble. Good night, now.