A Coba win!
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summer_jackelI'm pleased to announce that my wee sheepdog has earned his first points toward his first obedience title! The show was oh so conveniently located within walking distance from Kyn's house. Coba had been performing beautifully all week, and our "rehearsal" the night before was fantastic, so of course on show day, the little furball was totally in a mood and not performing well at all. He did pretty well in the morning trial until he marked the ring, which of course disqualified him. Time to practice our show heel around the perimeter of the dog park, right...?
The afternoon run saw Coba throwing a polite sheltie tantrum full of lagging, slow sits and general surliness. It was his worst performance in the ring to date, but I have to appreciate the humor in the situation (and let's face it, the concept of competitive dog obedience is intrinsically hilarious)---he didn't do anything to actually disqualify himself, so he got his first points. Our score was 176 1/2; the lowest possible qualifying score is 170. Since there were only two qualifying dogs in the class, he got second place, a pretty rosette and a dog toy almost bigger than he is as well.
The day was stormy and a lot of entrants didn't show up. Unfortunately one of the people I did share a ring with was not only so new to this obedience thing that he didn't have the first clue as to how to do it, which is certainly forgivable, but was also a huge jerk, which isn't. He showed up with two dobermans that weren't even close to being ready, and during his runs repeatedly yelled at them, jerked on their collars, stomped his feet and raised his fists at them and even smacked them, all of which are strictly forbidden in dog shows and, had the judge been less nice, could have gotten him kicked off the grounds. His dogs got more and more nervous and upset as he dragged them through a process they had not been trained to understand; the bitch (who appeared to have whelped a few months ago...lovely!) actually took a snap at Coba as we were going in for the stays. I was a bit freaked, but thankfully she didn't get close, and was gated for it. The dog looked like he wanted to bite someone, too, but since he broke his sit within a couple of seconds, the handler held onto him (being an angry dick while his dog got even edgier) for the rest of the trial. Oh, and this fellow also insulted his wife loudly in front of everyone assembled, too. I am sincerely hoping that I never hear a judge telling a competitor not to smack his dog, in the ring no less, ever again.
Coba's stays were perfect this time, though. Even if he did make the ring in the first trial. Sigh.
Two more successful runs, and beastie will have his CD title. Fun and progress!
Normally I would never post a photo of me that was this bad, but this is so bad that it's wonderful, and a drop of humility isn't going to hurt me. I am a total nerd and so is my little dog.
The afternoon run saw Coba throwing a polite sheltie tantrum full of lagging, slow sits and general surliness. It was his worst performance in the ring to date, but I have to appreciate the humor in the situation (and let's face it, the concept of competitive dog obedience is intrinsically hilarious)---he didn't do anything to actually disqualify himself, so he got his first points. Our score was 176 1/2; the lowest possible qualifying score is 170. Since there were only two qualifying dogs in the class, he got second place, a pretty rosette and a dog toy almost bigger than he is as well.
The day was stormy and a lot of entrants didn't show up. Unfortunately one of the people I did share a ring with was not only so new to this obedience thing that he didn't have the first clue as to how to do it, which is certainly forgivable, but was also a huge jerk, which isn't. He showed up with two dobermans that weren't even close to being ready, and during his runs repeatedly yelled at them, jerked on their collars, stomped his feet and raised his fists at them and even smacked them, all of which are strictly forbidden in dog shows and, had the judge been less nice, could have gotten him kicked off the grounds. His dogs got more and more nervous and upset as he dragged them through a process they had not been trained to understand; the bitch (who appeared to have whelped a few months ago...lovely!) actually took a snap at Coba as we were going in for the stays. I was a bit freaked, but thankfully she didn't get close, and was gated for it. The dog looked like he wanted to bite someone, too, but since he broke his sit within a couple of seconds, the handler held onto him (being an angry dick while his dog got even edgier) for the rest of the trial. Oh, and this fellow also insulted his wife loudly in front of everyone assembled, too. I am sincerely hoping that I never hear a judge telling a competitor not to smack his dog, in the ring no less, ever again.
Coba's stays were perfect this time, though. Even if he did make the ring in the first trial. Sigh.
Two more successful runs, and beastie will have his CD title. Fun and progress!
Normally I would never post a photo of me that was this bad, but this is so bad that it's wonderful, and a drop of humility isn't going to hurt me. I am a total nerd and so is my little dog.
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Date: 2011-03-31 01:07 am (UTC)