Wow, I have sure been busy the past few months. Most of it was due to the fact that I was event secretary for the Border Collie Society’s National Specialty. It’s a fairly large, week-long show and my first attempt at being an event secretary. So I was consumed with all the entries, the problems that accompanied them, and creating the catalog. Then after the Specialty came my local herding club’s yearly trial and then followed Thanksgiving and its preparations and now the Christmas season. So I’ve been very lax in updating my blogs.
Beckett and I are stuck at three UDX legs. After going 3-for-3, I had a senior moment in the Open ring on Saturday in Rockford (on the third weekend of September). I inadvertently gave both a verbal and a signal to drop on the Drop on Recall exercise. A double command is an NQ. Sigh. Our Utility run was ugly (189) which was a ‘useless’ Q since we failed in the double-Q attempt, plus it was too low a score to garner us any Obedience Masters points. We lost 6 points on our go-outs, mostly due to the fact that Beckett went way over into the left corner of the ring. I’ll have to find my breakdowns and list out the points lost on each exercise, but I don’t have them at hand right now.
Sunday, we had a nice Open run and scored a credible 194.5, even after having an ‘issue’ at the gate with the judge. I was at the gate, warmed up and ready, plus it was my turn, and he decided he was going to put all the competitors who were going to have conflicts with another ring ahead of me. I was pretty upset and I know it showed. It took him several minutes to finally decide to let me go first, since I was ready, and then run the others thru. I know Beckett felt my upset and still she did a nice job earning us the Q and more Obedience Masters points.
Our Utility run was a thing of beauty and I had several moments when I had to look down to see what dog was in the ring with me. She was nailing her fronts and finishes, heeling beautifully with no forges, lags or bumps. Her go-outs were perfectly centered and brisk and her articles were spot-on. But again, I had a senior moment during the last exercise — signals. Usually when a judge signals us to drop our dog, their arm goes up by their ear, but this judge stuck her arm out to the side and in my ’senior-ness’ I, too, stuck my arm out to the side and I groaned silently as soon as I did it. Beckett stood there with her ears up looking at me, her tail waving gently as she waited for the correct signal. She wasn’t going to go down on a ‘trick’ signal and get in trouble. So I told her to lie down and we flunked right there. The judge showed me our score as we were walking across the ring together. It would have been a 199 and High in Trial!! Darn my old brain!!!!!!
Our next two attempts were in Champaign, IL, the second weekend of November. Both days’ Open runs were very nice — 196.5 both days — earning us more Obedience Masters points, but Beckett flunked the sit signal on both days in Utility. She took the down signal (yes, I remembered to give the correct signal) and was looking right at me when I gave the sit signal but she didn’t sit. On Sunday, I even gave a stronger signal and she still just ignored it. We have work to do I guess.
We should have had 7 UDX legs by now instead of just the 3 we have. No more obedience trials until spring now, which is a good thing since she has started ignoring all my signals here around the house. I’m going to give her some time off before picking up training again after the first of the year. That doesn’t mean she doesn’t have to obey, but I’m not going to address the formal exercises until then.
Trey earned her Started B duck title at the National Specialty! I was hoping to go 3-for-3 but realistically didn’t expect to.
On Monday, she was quite excited and did a lot of over-flanking, barely qualifying. I think we were just 3 points away from an NQ, but that run let us clear our heads and got Trey accustomed to the venue.
Tuesday’s run was during a cold rain with gusty winds. Not a good day for herding. And then the judge decided to interpret the rules in a way that was blatantly opposite to what was in the rulebook. He said that we couldn’t go thru the gates with the stock and dog even tho the rules state that “the handler . . . then leads the stock and dog around the remainder of the course in a fetching manner.” The only obstacle that the regs state that the handler cannot be entered is the pen. But this judge said that if we “must” go thru the gates, he’d deduct 2 points each time. One competitor was a herding judge and she called him on his ‘interpretation’, asking him to show her in the rule book where it said that, but he wouldn’t. I fully intended to take the hit on points but then when I got right in front of the gates, I panicked and thought “I can’t go thru these!” and mucked up a pretty nice effort on Trey’s part. We qualified, even with my ugly handling, and got a bit better score than the day before, but I know I will NEVER show to that judge again.
Then the weather cleared for Wednesday, sunny and crisp. The judge for our run was a tough one and a friend of mine. She once NQ’d Beckett and me on principle because our run was too fast (1.40 on a 10 min course). Her expectations are high and so she’s a tough scorer, fair but tough. I had no real expectations of qualifying under her because Trey doesn’t work like she likes to see but I did want to do as good a job as we could so as not to disappoint her. But when the holding cage came off our set of ducks, my heart sank. It was the one set of young ducks that had stymied almost every dog that had worked them. Many dogs just couldn’t move them and those that did, had to work extremely hard. So I went into training mode, figuring that the Q was for sure gone now.
Trey worked real hard to get the ducks to move at all. She got frustrated a couple times and circled the flock and she tried to move them along by nudging them with her nose and nipping at their tails. I counted seven ‘grips’ but was never called for them. Later the judge said that they were very appropriate grips with just the right amount of force. Our pen was very nice and our hold in the shedding ring was typical. But when we got the “that’s a hold” from the judge, ending our run, I was so extremely proud of Trey’s effort that I was in tears. I turned around and the judge was standing and clapping for our run. There were tears in Robin’s eyes, too, as she knows how hard I’ve worked with this little dog of mine. And the sweetner on the whole run was that it was a high-scoring (81) qualifying run for us. And our title!!! Here is our new title photo with the judge, Robin Penland-Elliot.
