On Friday, I retired from agility. My one year career came full circle with a trial at the Soccer Blast, where I attended my first trial just a year ago. Mom and I love the venue, but I don’t love it enough to do well on the agility course.
Last July, you may remember I entered a NADAC trial just to see how I would do in the ring. I had a really great day, and brought home a lot of Q’s. That trial was the start of my agility career. Shortly after the trial, Mom entered me in my first AKC trial.
My actual start in agility, looking back, should have been a sign of things to come. I started puppy agility in January 2017. It was kind of fun, but even at that very beginning level, I was being made fun of for being so slow, and more interested in sniffing the floor than running agility. Mom broke her ankle a couple weeks after starting the class, which was just another handicap for our team. Bailie also tried her paws at agility, but dropped out after just a few months due to a lack of enthusiasm.
I have taken classes for two and a half years, with different instructors. Some times I was a rock star, but most of the time I was the dog people would laugh at because of my lack of interest. Mom has done her best to get me motivated, but I’m just not that interested in agility. I did manage to get my NJP (Novice Jumpers Preferred) Title in October. It was a proud moment for me and Mom.
After lots of tries, I finally got my NAP (Novice Standard Preferred) Title in November. Since that time I have not gotten one Q despite entering numerous trials. In a last attempt to, as Mom says, light a fire under my furry behind in agility, we took a four month break from competition, and we switched schools. Nothing has changed, and my first run on Friday was another dismal performance with my lack of interest. We did not even stay for my other run as Mom said there was no point to it.
On the bright side, Mom isn’t a huge fan of agility. She says the atmosphere is not something she really likes, but if I run it can be fun. It is very different from other sports we do. Olivia may be an agility dog, and she will get her chance to shine, but Mom is tired of dragging me around with agility. I have plenty of other sports I love to do, and I can spend more time working on them now. Mom is a bit disappointed, but she can tell I don’t love it, and she doesn’t ask us to do things we really don’t enjoy doing (except for eating breakfast which I don’t like to do, but she makes me do every day).
Am I sad about retiring from agility? Probably not too much, and I can always go back in a year or two and give it another try. Big sports types are always retiring and making comebacks, but it most likely won’t happen with me.
It’s been a fun couple of years, at times, but it is time for this hound to wave good bye to agility. Now it is on to bigger and more fun sports that I love, where I can use my nose!
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