We were invited to an
agility demonstration last Saturday where I was "hoping" to show
off Baxter's improved performance. (Well we all know where this story is going!) His 2 practice runs
were good, but he missed the entrances to 3 pieces of equipment due to his
excitement. I hoped that he would pull himself together, for there was only
going to be one run per dog at this demonstration.
We were sixth in line. I sat him at the start line and the little so and so
started without me. Well I was impressed with his eagerness, or so I thought.
He did the first 3 pieces of equipment perfectly, and as we approached the
tire he went "off" course - way off course into the crowd. He sat
down next to a small boy and the boy fed him human cookies. The crowd found
this terribly amusing - I did not. I picked him up and
placed him in front of the tire and gave the command. Well he did the tire
perfectly, gained speed and disappeared into the crowd again. This time he
emerged on the far side of the crowd with a whole hamburger complete with
pickles in his mouth.
With "death" threats on my mind, I ran after the little dear, only
to watch him shake the pickles off the burger, and gulp down the meat patty.
By the time I reached him, he had almost finished the top part of the bun.
I quickly and firmly picked him up, with the typical disapproving snarl fest
from Baxter, and we returned to the course. He finished the course perfectly
after that, but his immediate future was in doubt. It was a good thing that
there were several hundred people watching, because Baxter could have been
stuffed and put on wheels right then and there.
I quickly retreated to the tent and thanked the agility gods that this demonstration
occurred in the far reaches of the city, an area where I will hopefully not
make another appearance with this 'rotten' dog.
As a result of Baxter's
performance, his showmanship abilities spread through out the agility community
in Toronto. We were subsequently invited to "perform" at more agility