Dog Agility

Hurro! Arthur here!

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We sure kept you waiting a long time to find out where we were in this last photo! Mum got real busy all of a sudden. I think it happened at about the same time Squiggly learnt how to walk… but I could be wrong.

We were actually at Agility! Every year Mum goes to a big agility show called Lune and Dad comes along and we all get to stay in a hotel. I have stayed in one hotel before in Scotland and I really liked it. Now, since this photo I have stayed in four hotels! Hotels sure are funny. They are like being in your own house, except you have to go on a car ride to get to them. You are in a big house with other people where they sometimes bring you food. You all get to stay in a bedroom together and you eat your dinner in there instead of in the kitchen. In fact, you are not even allowed in hotel kitchens, can you imagine that at home? I don’t know if my peoples are allowed in them, I have never seen them go in there but who knows what they get up to when they go out by themselves!

Anyway, back to agility. I have been doing agility shows since the start of summer. I started off pretty well and I even got this thing that I am not allowed to play with but Mum seems to like. Arran has already got some and now I have one too.

I really like agility. It is SO exciting. First we have to wait and watch the other dogs run around which makes me want to run around and then me and Mum get our turn and  we run and jump and bark together. I am supposed to listen to the directions Mum gives me, but it doesn’t really matter if I don’t. I get a bit too excited sometimes whilst waiting my turn and I bark at other dogs in the queue and Mum says then my excitement is turning to stress. We need to work on that a bit. But Mum thinks I could be really good one day.

The other good thing about agility shows is that I got to meet up with some of my siblings at them. This is my brother Theo.

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And this is my sister Luna.

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Can you tell which black and white collie I am? Mum can tell me from a line up because of the back smudge on my nose.

I think we might get to do one show over winter, but if not, that’s it till April now!

Sorry that we have been absent!

Love, Arthur!

Where’s Arthur?

Hi, I’m Arthur and I am here!

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If you haven’t met me yet, I am a Black and White Border Collie and I am not yet two years old, so I am really just a big puppy. So It’s ok that sometimes I get called a ‘clumsy oaf’ or, ‘watch your big paws’. Most of the time I am quite graceful, honest! I only sometimes get told off by Arran because I barrelled into him, it’s just not as easy as you might think to find your breaks. Especially when you are built to run and leap around after sheep (or tennis balls), like I am. Do you know what sheep are? They are animals that you can find out in the outside, they just roam around the countryside, for some reason and they are very important ‘Leave Its’. Which means you cannot chase them or even look like you might chase them or even get too close to them. When I was younger I would get treats and my special toys for doing good ignorings of the sheep and looking at my people instead. Now I just walk past them like they are a bush or something, only, I don’t leave any pee mail on them.

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