What a day!
What a day it was yesterday. I was exhausted by the time we got home. Quite a bit of that was the stress of sitting in the car for much of the day waiting for my turns to be involved, but some of it was thanks to the many very regular walks that Mum gave me during the day. Every time Mum took me out of the car I was desperate for it to be my turn. I couldn’t wait to go in for my assessment and to meet everyone. Mum was able to sit and watch the other dogs being assessed, but unfortunately we dogs all had to wait our turns outside.
All the different characters
Between us we covered quite a few, but not all the different character types. Quite a few were followers, which is how it normally is. Apparently in the wild most dogs would fall into that category. We had one dog who was a Guide – which is effectively what the male and female pack leaders would be. There was one Peacekeeper – boy would she have had her work cut out if I’d been allowed to just mix with all the others. Anyway, apart from me there was one other who they thought might be an overseer too.
My turn
When I was called in, before Mum unclipped my lead she warned everyone not to bend down to me as I was likely to head butt them. Honestly, you’d think I did it regularly! Anyway, while Mum was asked lots of questions about me, I took it upon myself to throw myself at each of the people in turns. It was a sort of ‘Hi, I’m Pebbles and I’m going to make sure none of you ever forget me.’ I worked my way through every single person, testing to make sure they were ok. Mum called me back a couple of times and I did go straight to her when she asked.
What did they say about me?
Well, everyone loved me, even if most of them were glad I wasn’t their dog. They loved how friendly I was but commented on how much energy I have and how powerful I am. It was nice when they said what a lovely coat I have and what beautiful condition I’m in. Mum said she was really proud of me and although I was ‘full on’ I didn’t let her down at all.
When we were outside later the trainer said she was surprised I didn’t dislocate Mum’s shoulder. I felt a bit bad about that. When I met the dog that was the Guide I immediately recognised she was important and dropped to the floor in respect. Then I was so excited that I did my commando crawl all around the field and made people laugh.
Now I’m ready for the next session today.
Hugs, licks and head butts
Pebbles
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