This morning, the boys and I put in a shift at the River Runners flyball booth. The boys were ready to go again, and eager to make more friends. I was a little worse for wear, though. We were joined at the River Runners booth by Tucker, a Husky x Border Collie cross. Tucker is a real social butterfly, and especially loves children. He spent most of the morning like this ...
Begging for belly rubs. What a suck!
After the flyball booth, we headed off for another shift at the St. John Ambulance therapy dog booth. Romeo spent much of his time like this ...
Tired, tired puppy.
I did have to wake him up for a picture, though. Yesterday I forgot Gio's therapy dog vest and Romeo's bandanna at home. I remembered today, so had to document it on digital film!
The boys were both acting quite tired, seeking out peace and quiet behind tables and under chairs, so I thought it might be a good idea to zip them up in their crate for a bit of a nap away from the crowds.
Sounded like a good idea ... but the boys wanted none of that.
They eventually wiggled their way out of the hole in the crate and were back to socializing and visiting. So much for their nap.
We ran a couple of rounds of Rally-O in the demo ring, where the boys did wonderfully. Then on to the parade of breeds where we represented the Shetland Sheepdogs of the world. Then quickly home to a cold drink of water and my sweat pants. BLISS!
I have about an hour to relax, before we are off to agility this evening.
At least now the boys are taking my advice and having a nap!
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