so you know how i have dogs right (shared with trent), three of them at the moment, to be precise, and how we run around the countryside doing all these dog sport things, and how one time, earlier this year, we went to do a flyball competition down near ulladulla and i fell over and fractured my elbow? well, we went back there this weekend just gone, to the same place, and i ran possum all day and i didnt fall over, and i had a great time.
but this post isnt about me, its about my amazing dog. i know some people out there arent into dogs, and some people dont understand how much they are worth, how much pleasure they bring, but when you dont have kids, wont ever have kids, dogs are sometimes the only things that make life meaninful. and this one, my little possum, is something else.
you can read about her breed, and her background, here, but i just am so full of love for her today, i thought she deserved her own post. she worked so hard this weekend, and she hardly ever gets recognised for the work that she does, how fast she flies up to the box to grab the ball
how high she jumps on the way back
how she never tires, how she races at 100% all day, how she knows exactly what’s happening, how she listens to the starting lights, how she plants her feet in the ground for grip when its her turn to run, how she pays no attention to anyone except me and the ball and the tug rope. how she never ever makes a mistake. she is a testament to the soundness of breeding dogs for their working ability not their looks, and she is a testament to trents training. she is patient and good natured
she is loving and affectionate
she is my princess. my possumpants.
thanks for a great weekend poss