February 3, 2008

White Dog is like a performing diva in agility class. Everyone has already come to expect that when called upon she will do the task flawlessly and without effort. So between "turns" the diva sits in my arms impassive to the lesson. When Jesse calls her out, White Dog gracefully leaps down, strolls over to the agility tasks set up, runs through the activity perfectly twice, accepts a treat from Steve, then climbs back into my lap. At the beginning and end of class White Dog "mixes" and allows her dog friends a chance to congratulate her. (Except Poppy, the tiny Maltese, who as White Dog's #1 Fan has permission to sometimes sit with us.)