We just did a short session doing rear crosses with jumps. Out of 10 attempts she made just 1 mistake. At this point (her second session) - I think 90% success is just dandy.
Her jumping style was rather like a pronghorn antelope, but she was really trying to apply what she learned last night. Given that my ground is so rough and I can't move normally... I was very pleased that she did so well. I figure she will show off her genius at class on Thursday.
And this was after a rather busy day. She had to be in the car for about three hours while I ran errands. Then we went to walk around Capitol Lake. Since the weather is really nice (for winter), everyone and their cousin was out -- we saw 30+ dogs. That's the busiest I ever remember. The same weather during summer and I would have had the place to myself. She did well with all the distractions.
She also rooted out three Nutria and sent them swimming. These are very large web footed rodents. They're about 20 inches long, not including the tail that may be another 15 inches. They are more agile in water than on land and can swim underwater quite a distance. Despite what the websites say, I say they move damn fast on land. I hear they are supposed to be good eating, at least in Louisianna bayou country. Gimme sez she is practicing for Barn Hunt. After these guys, rats in tubes will be a piece of cake. We had an "exciting" moment during our walk. There was a man jogging toward us, I saw something swinging behind him a knee level and Gimme noticed it too. So, I got her on the far side of me and shortened her leash. She's usually wonderful about joggers and such, but something here had her attention. Sure enough the guy goes running by with the longest nastiest dread locks I've ever seen. I'm sure this is my prejudice showing, but I could almost feel the bugs jumping in our direction, while Gimme was just sure it was the most huge tug toy on the planet. I was so glad she didn't get them or I would've had to rush her home to wash her mouth out with peroxide. Yeeeeelcccchhhhh...
When we got home I thought she might be too baby-needy to work outside. I gave her some time to get reacquainted then went outside to set up. The door was ajar so she could have come inside at any time. Instead she choose to work with her Mum.
Now we have an empty peanut butter jar to lick clean and movies on the TV to watch.
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