Working Girl

So my foster mom decided that I have been laying around doing nothing for long enough. I had to get a job. I spent the summer keep seagulls off the beaches, and now we are into goose season, so I am on goose patrol. Mom works for a company called Another Wild Goose Chase. It is very cool. Mom sometimes takes me and Kasey or me and Holly. She said I have a really strong desire to work, and a strong prey drive that makes this kind of work fun for me. She has to keep an eye on me though; I sometimes like to take things into my own paws.

This past Sunday I started agility lessons. I go and hang out with this really nice trainer named Bridget. Bridget has been completing in agility with her dogs, and she has a course set up in her backyard. Bridget is actually training me because mom said that I have to learn to work with someone else besides her. Everytime I did something right, I ran back to mom to make sure that she was watching. She tried going in the house, but I sat at the door and waited for her... not even treats would get me away. We are going to go every Sunday to work with Bridget.

Lastly, I am still working sheep. I have decided that flanking isn't that bad. :) Mom now calls me zippy. Although I would still prefer to hold them in one place.

Well time for a run with mom. 5 miles today. Easy money I say. Why does Mom sweat and breathe so hard?

Later~

SUE