My Ames Arena Nose Work Trial weekend didn’t really go as planned for team pink. As a matter of fact, it turned into a big disaster. Sometimes things happen that we don’t anticipate, and that was the case at this venue. I did pretty well for myself at my first two NW3 trials, but I came in dead last at this one. It was disappointing, but dog sports is all about working together and learning. We learned some important lessons that we can keep in mind for future trials.
Ames Arena is always a super busy place when we have trials there. Bailie has trialed there, and I have been in the car, but it was my first time actually trialing. As always, I was super excited to get going and sniff. For some reason, from the beginning, I was super distracted. I had a lot of trouble focusing on the task at hand.
I was busy looking at all the people standing around, lots of them are my friends, but I couldn’t visit them. There are streets on two sides of the area, which means a lot of car noise too. These black toolboxes were simply not very interesting. My mom had to pretty much put my nose on them for me to even consider sniffing them.
Finally, I did tell Mom about one that had a hide in it, but I had wasted so much time being distracted, we ran out of time. There was a second hide out there, but I never told anyone about it. The hope was that I would do better on my second search, but things only seemed to get worse.
I did enjoy my second search, but I wasn’t looking for what I was there to search for. When I did find a hide, I didn’t tell my mom. I’ve been really good about telling her lately, so this was a sign that I was not comfortable in this place.
The big dumpsters smelled amazing, but sadly, there was nothing hidden on them. A lot of time was wasted with my recreational sniffing. I did find one hide, on a wheelbarrow, but only because Mom took me to the wheelbarrow, and told me to search it.
On the way out I cruised by the pallet, and of course there was a hide on it but we were out of time again. Another failed element. In interiors, I found all the hides, but I did not tell my mom about any of them. She was forced to guess, and she guessed wrong every time. Job security for me!
Vehicles was my last search. They were inside the Ames Arena on some fake green turf stuff. I could not seem to pull my nose up off the floor.
The hide I did find was on a wheel. I found it and told my mom which made her really happy.
I didn’t find the other hide, and I also found it odd when the judge said yes. Normally I don’t pay attention to that. Something about the place just put me on edge which has never happened before.
The second day, in the afternoon, it was so bad that I broke out of my kennel and tried to run away. Luckily, friends caught me and found my mom. At that point she just drove me home. We will trial at the arena again if the chance comes along, but for now, it was just a lesson in how not to be at a trial. We still had fun together, and that is what counts.
**All the photos in this post were purchased by My GBGV Life from Caprise Adams, the trial photographer for our own use.**