Going Solo to Agility

Hope and Dax are taking the new Agility class session off. (Dax didn't have any say in the matter, though.) So Ceilidh and I were on our own last night. Ceilidh was perfectly happy riding shotgun, with her seatbelt safely buckled, listening to the radio. Of course this is how we'd gone to class for the last couple of years, so it was nothing new. I was interested to see if Ceilidh would act differently, without Dax. Nope - same Ceilidh. Same bouncing off the walls Ceilidh! Not in the car, though - Ceilidh is the best traveller - she settled right down for a snooze.

When we got to the training center, though, Ceilidh was eager to meet anyone and everyone who even looked at her! She did very well in class, despite the fact that there were a couple of new dogs there (big Rottweilers! - well-behaved, though). Ceilidh's attention was mostly on me, except that a thorough sweep of the speckled floor was in order. And that has been pretty typical of our Agility class experience. So, I guess it's safe to say that Ceilidh did not miss Dax!