Contacts, here I come! You had cost me dearly in my standard run. But now I'm determine to get rid of you. Say No to Fly-Off! I'm on my way to be a 'Contact-phile'.
I had always associate yellow with "Danger"! Thanks for having an owner who spent quater of her lifetime inside a hazardous laboratory. I wonder why would the human paint the contact yellow, if they didn't want us to treat it differently. If running contact is the best way to execute, then they should have painted the entire dog walk with the same colour.
I had to go against my better judgement to stop avoiding the yellow zone. In fact, I desperately in need to develop a loving relationship with Mr. Contact. I was being showered with treats when I maintained my 4on position. Slurp!
By the end of the day, I had consistently conquer the Dog Walk. Now we are moving on to the 'Evil A Frame'. This week, the A Frame was being lowered, best to make use of the prime opportunity.
On the same day, we also suffered a major humiliation when Little Kimi Chai came bragging to me, saying that he can close one of his eye and yet still easily beat me off in agility. He sounds totally arrogant and I'm not amused. I nearly wanted to say that 'I can go blindfolded and beat you in high jump'. But Ms Owner said humiliation equals motivation, that's all it takes to make me even more determine to work my ass off. Although I carry the surname 'Mongrel', but it isn't an indication of being LOUSY!