First of all a happy Fathers day to All Flyball dad’s. Mine came to watch me flyball today.
Today’s post is a little different, there will be less Snark 🐊🐊 because I was a little gem 🏅
So this morning everyone gets up early. I toddle downstairs with mum and curl up in a sleeping bag that mum is waiting to wash. Dad asked me if I wanted to go flyball, I just looked at him with a sleepy look and went back to sleep. I was a good girl and didn’t bark when mum and dad started putting things in bags.
We drove to a strange place lots of dogs 🐕 yep flyball, but they had these weird things that produce steam. Mum and dad were complaining that my “Bum smelt” yeah right of course my butt smells of Roses 🐒☢☢
Mum and dad then spent the next hour getting me in and out of the car saying “come on girlie do a poo for mummy” I was there when she announced to the whole team I had been and waving two smelly bags around 🤫🤫 mum PLEASE.
So I came and sat with mum for a bit. She normally does this in short bursts so that I stay nice and calm before race time. BUT because I was such a good girl I got to sit out with mum instead of listening to dad snoring in the car 🤩🤩 lots of nice smells around.
I did sing the song of my people as you can see in the picture above. But I handled being around so many dogs very very well.
So then we raced. I did try and escape. Introduce myself to the other team and see if their lane was better by running up it. But I was also a little superstar. I ran up got my ball, went back to mum and didn’t hardly get any lights. Mum was really really happy and I got to keep racing loads. I think I only got one light.
Then mum took me to see my dad. He bent down gave me a huge cuddle and a cheeky bit of burger. I was a happy girl.
After a rest and a cuddle and a sleep with my dad. Mum came back with a toy and my dad and I played with it. Silly daddy bit his tongue though.
I went back to Race again. I cheered my team on as I was having a race out. This time when I raced there was a really nice smell at the box so I decided to stop and sniff instead of grab and run.
Then it was all over and mum was taking my harness off. She told me that we had come fourth. BUT that our team had run a personal best. Under thirty seconds. Wow no wonder I was so tired. My friends and I have run our paws off.
We drove home and now I’m a sleepy puppy on the sofa. I had a really good day today. I enjoyed my daddy time. And I didn’t have to sit out so many races because I couldn’t focus.
Fleabert (or an angel clone of her 🐒🐒)