Thursday, September 21, 2006

Tilting at Windmills

I had one of those days at work where it seemed like the harder I tried and the more I was able to cross off my list the further I sunk behind. Disheartening to say the least. Fighting battles against invisable foes only to have those same foes turn around and bite me in the kiester.

Murphy and I were supposed to meet Marilyn (and Sampson and new baby Colby) for practice tonight in Hinesburg - I just wasn't able to break away from work stuff in time to meet them and Marilyn's schedule is so booked these days - which is disappointing on so many levels. I want to meet the baby in the worst way (I hear he's a wicked cutie) and I spend far too much time training by myself already - I need distractions and eyeballs on what I'm working on - especially now that we're at the stage of proofing our open work.

It ended up working out OK anyway. There were a few neighbors who were outside and one had their dog - one of Murphy's doggie friends. So working around a misbehaving bouncing "I want to play" lab was a nice distraction. I had an interesting observation though - the more Jack wanted to play, and the more out of control Jack was about wanting to play, the better attention I got from Murphy - and today we worked without food. A paradox right?

Not so much - training and attention usually leads to good things. Play with another dog is rewarding, but it ain't meatballs - or the promise of potential meatballs.

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