As I exited the kennel, with Sadie by my side, our Office Manager, Jan, said, “Peter, that story you wrote about Sadie the other day still cracks me up.”
I jokingly replied, “You know, I’ve got a bit of writer’s block. I need something to happen so I can write another story.”
Sadie was doing wonderful in all her obedience exercises, on-leash. I wanted to give her a little freedom to run around and have some fun, off-leash.
However, I did not want a repeat performance of her first off-leash adventure, so I entered the fenced agility arena from the north gate. I closed the gate behind me. We were safe and secure.
I took off Sadie’s leash and she explored all the glorious smells left behind by other dogs that had been worked in the arena. She climbed up the A-Frame and I took a picture of her at the apex. As she climbed down, she started to run frantically around the ring. Sadie was having fun.
I started to record her “psycho run” so I could send it to her owners. Here’s the video. Sadie ran along a snow bank and then parallel to the fence along the south side of the arena.
Hmm. Looks like she’s onto a scent of something.
I was still watching her on my tiny iPhone screen. And then Sadie disappeared.
Someone left the south gate open. Sadie was outside the arena and hauling ass into the woods.
DAMMIT! Not again.
I stuffed the phone into my jacket pocket and ran after Sadie. Again. However, I didn’t panic this time because she was tracking something. And it definitely wasn’t a cow, so I was relatively calm.
All of a sudden, Sadie flushed a partridge out from a pile of brush. Sadie was leaping and jumping after the bird with extreme determination. The bird did not fly very well and was no match for the athletic and agile dog.
By the time I reached Sadie, the bird was dead.
At least it didn’t really suffer. Sorry, little partridge.
Sadie let me grab the bird from her mouth. She followed me back into the agility arena. I closed the gate behind me. I tossed the bird and Sadie retrieved it. She proudly laid it at my feet, sat down, and looked at me with the most adoring eyes.
“Good girl! Sadie.”
I began to pet her and she flopped over on her back so I could give her a belly rub.
Sadie walked politely by my side, her leash in my left hand. In my right hand, I carried one, very dead partridge.
I walked through the kennel entrance and saw Jan sitting at her desk. I held up the bird.
“Jan, I can’t make up these stories.” Jan erupted with laughter. As I told her the story, she was laughing so hard that she nearly fell out of her broken chair.
I quietly slipped into the kennel and put Sadie away.
“Sadie, you’re a piece of work, do you know that? You’ve been here less than a week. What other adventures do you have planned for us?”
She looked at me and started wagging her tail.
I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings.
Be Kind. Be Thankful. Be Significant.