Class Clown

Today was the third in my Saturday series of agility training sessions with Scout, and with two others dogs. We tried to get to the gym a little early so Scout would have some "running around" time before class. She also appears to need some "playing with dogs" time, and she's not choosy either: she's fine playing with that twitty little genius Jack Russell Terrier.

She still has trouble walking on the "teeter totter", but she is getting the hang of weaving, if just a little. And today I had her sit and stay after each part of the course, so that she would pay attention to me a little better.

Which she did.

For awhile.

After about the first 40 minutes, I could tell she was winding down, or up, in her case. A couple of times she ran through the tunnel and straight to her friend, the German Shepherd dog. Then she ran around the gym a couple of times at top speed. She was running so fast she was leaning sideways, practically bouncing off the walls. Other dogs only wander away and sniff when they don't want to pay attention; Scout runs. Fast.

Our trainer explained to the new woman who was there today, "Scout's kind of our class clown."

So there you have it. Another gifted child.