Snuggling up as the cold front rolls in.
Gatsby waiting for his turn in agility class the other night.
It rained for little bit on Tuesday and our agility class is outdoors, so naturally, some of the equipment was still a little damp. We’re always the first ones up in class because we run from small to tall (Gatsby can jump 12”, but our trainers prefer that he jumps 8” for now.)
There is a reason I call Gatsby a “hamkrakken.” The second that slip lead comes off, he takes off. Fast. Every time he does this, I say in my head: “RELEASE THE HAMKRAKKEN!” He’s always sped through the dogwalk and the a-frame. So when I gave him the a-frame cue on Tuesday night, he sped towards it as per usual. I usually have to haul ass to get to the other side of the a-frame so I can put a treat down on the target, because our trainers want it ingrained into his mind that he is supposed to go all the way down the a-frame, instead of leap off as he gets near the end (as most dogs tend to do). So, imagine my surprise when I noticed Gatsby lagging behind me. This never happens. He either usually beats me to the bottom of the a-frame, or I barely get there in time. I looked behind me real quick and noticed his face. Panic. “WHAT IS HAPPENING RIGHT NOW?!?” It was then that I realized that he was slowly slipping down the a-frame.
He fought so hard to get to the top of the frame — like the little engine that could. Everyone on the sidelines were cheering him on and chanting, “Go, Gatsby,go!” When he finally made it down, they all clapped for him.
The little Hamkrakken that could.
Bless his giant ham heart.Source: gatsbyadventures
72 degrees in Austin, so I’m just sitting on the deck, watching the Vallhunds eat leaves…
The foot tall shorties are running around while Cora, at 2’ at the shoulders, lays under the tree. Wtf.
Sometimes he’s a real asshole. It rained so he decided instead of coming inside he would roll around in the wet grass. I got so frustrated I just walked inside and left him there. Guess who decided they didn’t want to be outside anymore? Megatron, the jerk store called…
Dogs: Sometimes they’re assholes.
(via corgiaddict)Source: megatroncorgi