Rather Boring

Yesterday was fairly low key. I took Bandit to agility class after work, and he did pretty well. We did some more complicated turns and courses, and he watched me and followed my commands nicely. I have to be super fast with calling him, since he covers so much ground so quickly. He still wouldn't go on the teeter, so I'm going to have to see how I can ease him into being comfortable on it again. On the last exercise he kind of blew me off and ran off, and I must have looked frustrated (I wasn't really, just embarrassed), because the teacher came over and had a pep talk with me afterwards, telling me that he could make a great agility dog, but that sometimes these guys get stressed, and that's why they blow us off, and that it's just a matter of patience, and that the most important thing is that it stays fun for him.

I actually think he really does enjoy it. I mean, most of his enthusiasm is probably for the hot dog piece he gets when he does something right, but he does look happy, as much as a dog can look. It's different from herding, where he's more in "work" mode. You can tell he's enthusiastic about that as well, but it's more of wanting to just work the sheep.

Anyways, I probably sound like one of those "dog people" right about now. I was thinking about that on my way home - those people that have bumper stickers on their cars that say, "My Border Collie is smarter than your honors student." But you know, that just makes you sound bitter. Like those people who have the "My kid can beat up your honors student" bumper stickers. Really, you're just bitter because your kid is a moron. So I thought of, "I was an honors student and my Border Collie is smarter than you," which is snarky and self-serving at the same time. But rather long for a bumper sticker. Oh well.

Anyways, after that, Marc and I went to the mall and I bought a jacket from Macy's before we went to have dinner at Baja Fresh. Feeling extra piggish, we stopped by Cinnabon, because I was craving a Minibon. Marc saw how small they were, and said to order two. I thought it was for him, but he intended it for me, because he didn't think one was enough. I told him I wanted to order the mini one for a reason, and that I would've ordered a big one if I was just going to eat two Minibons anyways. But, I ended up eating both when we got home, so I guess it was a moot point. Or moo point, as Joey from Friends would say. ("What's a moo point?" "It's like a cow's opinion. Doesn't mean anything. It's moo.")

The rest of the night was spent either watching TV or doing stuff on the computer. We actually ended up going to be fairly early. Marc leaves for his trip to LA tonight after work (he's only going to be gone one night), so it'll be just me and the pets again tonight!

Oh, my mom told me this morning that Leslie ended up working until 11 pm last night on his first day. Yikes!