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Charlie. Is. Awesome.

We went to composite class tonight, and basically just did table rolling (which Charlie doesn't get, because he forgets he has back feet and just tries to wrap himself over the table), quoits with the dogs as the poles and hoops as the rings (and, despite Charlie not liking things touching him like that, he did wonderfully and didn't get freaked out at all- just gave a little cringe as the hoop flew over his head, haha), jumping through the hoops, and weaving two people's legs.

He's had about half a bag of Chunkers so his stomach is absolutely chockers, and there was a GSD walking about for the last part of our class so he was a bit anxious and kept wanting to keep her in his line of sight at all times, but the class isn't really why he's awesome.

At the end he was off lead, running about with a half dozen or so other dogs, and behaving himself. This is only the second time I've ever allowed him to interact, off lead, with other dogs at the club because I just haven't felt confident that he'd not get intense and over the top, but he's proved both times he can handle it. Rave, a rather crazy BC, took a real... er... liking to Charlie, but he wouldn't even tell him off for that; I had to intervene and pull Rave off. He didn't overreact, he did slip into a couple of herding mode episodes when Rave was running around, trying to get Charlie to play, but he didn't lose the plot which makes me so, so happy.

It's taken so long to get him to this point, but I'm finally feeling quite comfortable letting him have that sort of free interaction with other dogs- well, at this stage just other dogs he knows and I know, but it's a huge improvement.

And oh my God, we have such a pocket rocket cav in our class. Ebony belongs to a friend of mine and she is just so bloody cute and such an awesome little dog. She went nuts with the leg weaves and we ended up in a puddle of giggling because she was so excited and happy and pyschotic about running around our legs. I ended up standing there, doubled over with laughter, as Eb did figure of eights around my legs; we had to actually physically grab her to make her stop, and then she got all indignant and barked :P