The United States Agility Association is having it's national competition this week. I'm not there. I'm here. I want to be there.
In the past few years, the nationals were in Scottsdale. Last year I was settled in my little trailer overlooking the grand expanse of lawn and agility fields. Although I didn't know many people, the feeling of family was over riding. When I walked my dogs in the late evening to the sound of mixers mixing drinks, laughter, dogs settling in their beds I would always hear "hey!" "hi" "how ya doing" "good evening" "wanna margarita? (my favorite)".
Each morning I would wake to the sounds of people shuffling, calling dogs, and the smell of coffee. I would shuffle out of my little trailer and walk the dogs around picking up course maps and planning my day. Usually my walk throughs were early (7:15-9) and all of my runs were LATE after 1:00pm as late as 5. But all day there was much agility to watch.
I will miss this very much. I'm not sure if the experience will be the same in Kentucky. There is no expanse of grass, the venue is indoors. It looks like the RV area is out in the parking lot pretty far from the venue. I'm sure the "RV City" will have the same feelings, but the question is, "will they allow mixers in the crating area!"
However, I am not there, I am here. My foot is healing, my dog is healing and I'm getting back to doing sequences. Last night I was thrilled to participate in more boxwork with Laura Derrett. I can't get enough of this stuff!