HurdlesPosted: September 10, 2012
I’m now (hopefully) halfway through my confinement, so this is the home stretch 🙂 Am counting down the days!
To keep me busy until I’m free again, daddy has bought me a hurdle jump for the garden. It is basically an adjustable bar which he seems to think I should jump over. I am not so sure about that.
Mummy and daddy are talking about me taking agility classes when I turn 1 (apparently I’m not allowed before then). So this is just a taster. The bar is set quite low so I could step over it easily if I wanted to. I say ‘if’ because, to be honest, I don’t want to. I’d rather watch him step over it while I walk round it.
Thing is, mummy and daddy are always saying that they need to loose weight and do more exercise, so I figure if I pretend to be stupid and not get the concept of the hurdle, they’ll spend lots of time stepping over it and therefore will get bags of exercise. Great plan, eh?
In the meantime, they are getting desperate and have started waving treats around to encourage me. Its a win-win situation 🙂