Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
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755 Qs! Hobbes! Wow! I don't even have that many if you combine all 4 dogs with whom I have done many years of agility. You are lucky to have been able to run hobbes sometimes, table or no table.
"help yer friends" is a good agility mantra to live by and even though we live a gazillion miles away from eachother, I'm glad we can share that idea.
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