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obsessed with dogs
When we moved to Indiana five years ago, I noticed the very first week in our house that this darling old man would walk past every single day at around the same time. He wore knee-high compression socks and a sweatband. His workout clothes were clearly dated – the color blocking made me think 80s. …
I know. It doesn’t make sense. But I am really mad at Cooper. I’m mad at him for being scared. Well, not for being scared per se but for the way he reacted while scared. I’m fully aware that me being mad is illogical. I know. I’m working on it. It started out badly: We …
Let’s set the scene: It was Tuesday night around 8 pm. The warehouse where the agility classes are held was cold and dank. I was tired and grumpy, and I think that rubbed off on Cooper. We were in a bad spot already because the poor guy had the pants scared off of him when …
Cooper and I started a pre-agility class a few weeks ago. The idea for the course is to establish the foundations you need before you can really get into agility. Fool that I am, I thought we’d nail the class – after all, he’s smart and we have a great relationship. Well, it hasn’t quite …
Rain has dumped on us for the past two days. Yesterday they called for four inches; I haven’t checked how much we’ve actually gotten, but based on the giant pond-sized puddle in my backyard, I’d say we’re close. Two days of a constant downpour, though, means that my pups do not want to go outside. …
