Got to the show late today due to my precious Dad being taken poorly last night (he's much better already, thank goodness) and what with very little sleep, today has felt pretty surreal.
Just landed in time to have a bash at Maisie's Jumping - did both runs one after the other and she set off ever so whizzily, but just knocked a pole on each attempt so I retired us gracefully and went for a much-needed very very strong coffee instead. Unfortunately by her Agility in the aft she was much less up for it (maybe she should've had coffee too!) Slightly concerned she's gone off the boil agility-wise the past couple of weeks. Hope it's nothing to worry about but will just see how she goes for now. She seems more than fine and happy in herself.
Tim's Jumping runs were reeeeeally good. He ran at 'nearly large' height (22"?) for the first time in comp and did so wonderfully, really confident, not running under or knocking a single pole, even from a long recall start, good boy. Really great to have the opportunity to run at that height as a training stage for bigdogs, perfect. Just minor steering issues round one turn on both runs (sometimes it would be great to have a third attempt, lol!) but otherwise it was really pleasing stuff. Then his Agility and he was just Not Right at all - bogged off to see people (which he's never really done in the ring before - usually surprisingly focused!) and generally not together at all. Second run he flat refused to go over the A-frame and it was then I realised he wasn't just being a muppet and must be uncomfortable somewhere, so I brought him out. Checked him over and found that the poor lad has a very sorely back paw toe. Don't know how it happened, he's not actually lame on it and there's nothing to see or feel, but it was clearly bothering him. Poor lad, I feel terrible for not realising immediately he was hurting somewhere. Bad mummy :o(
So a bit of a mixed and generally glum sort of day though with good bits and good friends.
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