We’ve had a series of really beautiful days, warm and sunny, makes a person (and a Sheltie) want to go camping again, even though all the camping equipment had been put away for the season. So on a whim I put up the little tent because it’s easier than the larger one to assemble. Of course this little tent doesn’t have a doggie window, and it’s too small to put my inflated mattress inside. So I dragged out a bunch of pillows and a couple of blankets and we settled in. The first night we made it until 6 a.m. when I woke up FREEZING cold. The temp outside was just under 50 degrees. I reached for my second blanket and found that it had been taken over by Katie who was curled up in a tiny little ball, her nose in her tail, sound asleep. I tried to go back to sleep but I was too cold, so I woke her up and we went inside. It was worth getting cold, though, because the stars at 6 a.m. were absolutely amazing.
The second night was forecast to be even colder. It was already only 50 degrees at 11:30 when I was heading to bed. I decided not to sleep in the tent, opting for heat and comfort instead. I asked Katie as I turned off the TV if she was ready to go to bed, then I headed into the bathroom to brush my teeth. When I came back out she was standing at attention at the back door, figuring we were going camping again. I laughed and said OK, and we grabbed MORE blankets and settled in, me with four blankets and her with her own pillow and blanket. We only made it to 1 a.m… she heard something and that was the end of camping out. She barked and crawled on top of me and kept whining. So we gave it up. That might be all the camping for us for the summer. We’ll see.

Yesterday the neighbor across the street was getting a new roof. We were alerted to that fact by our Sheltie alarm dog. They had a truck in their driveway, lifting the new shingles up onto the roof, and she WANTED US TO KNOW ABOUT IT RIGHT NOW! She and I sat out in our front yard for quite awhile, watching all the work going on over there.
And tonight I spent four hours watching an obedience trial where a few people I know were showing their talented dogs. I’ve always watched video of excellent dogs and thought that Katie wasn’t ready for trials, but tonight, though I did watch a lot of really great dogs, I saw several in novice and even higher levels that weren’t any better than Katie. I kept saying, “Well, KATIE could do that!” as I watched. It inspired me enough to come home and do a heeling pattern with her around the living room sofa!
When I walked in the door tonight she was all over me. Sniffing all those other dogs, she’s pretty sure I cheated on her. Silly girl, I’d never do that!

I haven’t had time to study anything yet, but I have hope! Meanwhile, last Saturday I took Katie to our local pet store and purchased an inexpensive CLICKER! It’s really loud. And worse, Katie HATES HATES HATES the clicker. I sat on the floor with a bunch of treats and called her. Clicked when she came to me and attempted to give her a treat. The clicker caused her to back away, eyes wide. I tried again. She backed up further. Didn’t want anything to do with the clicker OR the treats OR me! I tried several times, tossing her the treats which she gulped down, but she wouldn’t come near me. Over the past 3 days we’ve tried a few times, but she still HATES the clicker. I’m not sure if this is normal and if I should keep trying to get her to come to associate it with treats.
IT DOESN’T BELONG THERE MOM! WHAT’S IT DOING IN MY LIVING ROOM MOM? I DON’T LIKE IT! NOT AT ALL! oh…there’s a treat on the top? Well…maybe…I’ll just take that treat off your hands, you know, just help myself to that tasty morsel… ”
But that’s about all she would do. She wouldn’t have anything to do with it except to take a treat off the top and stare at it intently.
We played with the frisbee as a treat in between working on our obedience skills, heeling, staying, standing and then running on the board. She’s almost at the point that I can say “Walk the board!” and she’ll go (almost) on her own and run the board. She stops though if I’m not running next to her, to make sure that’s what I really meant.
She’s not quite ready to just run it herself. She has, however, on occassion, gone over and walked over the board all by herself without any direction at all from me. Then she looks at me and grins as if to say, “SEE? I can do this board thing..where’s my treat?”
Katie and I had an opportunity to drop into a competitive obedience class this morning. Most Saturday mornings I have to work, but for whatever reason my random schedule has me working 5-9 tonight. I like that this class has a drop-in policy that just costs me $10 to attend, whenever I can make it.










