We went to our usual Monday evening agility class last night and, since my instructor's dogs were all broken or being unco-operative, she was just setting courses for us. For the last run, we gave her all of our own dogs to run, one after the other. The other worked well for her, then came Charlie, who apparently is a bit of a mummy's boy and doesn't like running or working with anyone but me. I feel so loved.
Though his lack of enthusiasm for the whole thing could also have been contributed to by the bag full of treats he'd snaffled while my back was turned >.>
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