I enjoyed my first agility trial. As you know, on Friday, my friend Cheryl came to see me, and I had a great time sniffing the new rings. They really do smell nice. I also go to see my pals Ozzie and Scout and their dad Mike. It’s good to have friends. Scout is super fast, and I am not sure, but it looked like she was flying.
Back to my story….on Saturday, Dad came. It was the same temperature as the day before, but Dad said it was miserable. I thought it was great, but I guess having that double layer of fur helps me. I did pretty well in my Jumpers with Weaves run. I didn’t say hi to the judge or anything, and I did nine whole jumps before I saw a spot I needed to go sniff. When I left the ring, my friend Sandy from agility class was there. She left Axel at home, but she came to cheer just for me. That was really nice of her, and it made Mom happy to see a friendly face.
LONG after what should have been my dinner hour, I ran in the Standard course. I was doing pretty well until I saw that teeter. I decided sniffing would be better than risking my life on that teeter, so I sniffed. I heard Mom calling me, and I even looked over at her, but I just couldn’t bring myself to go back over there. Mom still celebrated with me when I left the ring. She said I was her favorite Berner in the whole world and that she was proud of me. I wagged my tail a lot, and I was glad she wasn’t annoyed about my sniffing.
Sunday my girlfriend, Luna the Australian Shepherd, came with her mom, Jillian, to cheer for me. When Mom and Jillian walked the course before it was my turn to try it, Mom was going through what she’d say to me, and in this one section, I’m pretty sure I heard her practicing saying, “Mozzie, please come back. Mozzie. Here. Mozzie.” The judge laughed and she told Mom that I was having fun and that the sniffing thing would work itself out as long as I had fun. She told Mom I had a really nice run (in Standard) the day before. I had already told Mom that, but I think hearing it from the judge helped.
Finally it was my turn to go in the ring, and since my girlfriend was there, I really couldn’t do anything but show off a little. I was fantastic. I did all my jumps and weaves and a tunnel in the right order, and Mom didn’t mess me up by using the wrong hands or the wrong footwork, or anything. We were a great team, and I didn’t see the judge waving, so I was pretty sure we did a good job.
Mom and Jillian talked about how nicely I ran the course, and I stood there and looked handsome. It isn’t like Rally or obedience because the scores aren’t posted right there at the ring. After a few minutes, we walked over to the score books, and Mom checked the scores. It turns out I took SECOND PLACE in Jumpers with Weaves (Novice Preferred). Mom checked the book again, just to be sure. She seemed surprised, and I wasn’t that impressed with the ribbons, so she gave me a giant Zuke’s apple bone as a reward. That’s better than the cheese I got as a reward on Saturday or the beef jerky I got on Friday.
I rested up because I knew I’d need to be ready to run Standard again. I got off to a great start. I did a tunnel, the A-frame, a bar jump, a broad jump, another bar jump and THEN there was even a tunnel RIGHT THERE after I came over a jump, but when Mom called me to turn around 180 degrees, I did it! I went over that creepy high walk, jumped through the hoop and waited on the pause table just like I was supposed to. Next was the teeter, and I just could not bring myself to walk across it. Mom coaxed me to get on, and I did, but I opted to fly off about half way through. That really seemed like a good compromise to me, but the judge waved his hands, and Mom had told me that if he waved both of them at the same time, it meant I didn’t qualify. I didn’t care nor did Mom, so I finished the course the way I was supposed to (going over a jump, through a tunnel, doing weaves, going through the chute, and then over a jump). Mom was really excited and happy, and my friend Jillian even recorded it so Mom could watch it again. Mom told me I was the best, and that’s all I care about when it comes to agility.
I had so much fun that Mom agreed to sign me up again for another trial in December. I will get to do THREE things (Jumpers, Standard, and FAST), so that should be even more fun. Even better, Luna is going to enter, so I will have a friend there the whole time!
Agility is so much more fun that obedience. I am glad I’m going to do more of it even if Mom says I’ll have to work on walking across the teeter, not flying off of it. That seems okay to me. Bring it on!