Maggie had a setback in class. A giant dog got loose and jumped her. She squealed like a pig, but there was no maliciousness. She was just scared, so it was back to sniffing the ground and looking for a way out of the field. I think we'll stop classes for a while and work on things by ourselves. I've been doing this for 10 years, so I think I have a pretty good idea of what we need to do. She's still a puppy.
Got a wake-up call from this video. Shane may be really good at agility, but he may never be an agility dog. I'm learning to let go and just enjoy him. I've finished the stages of death, the death of my dream: Denial, Anger, Bargaining, Depression, and Acceptance. We are going to have a blast at class, where Shane shines.
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