Ärligt känns det riktigt kul trots att nästa hund bestämt skulle vara av rasen bc och inget annat…Morr har ett jäkla humör just nu för han är i tonåren, hane och pinkar överallt, tror han är allan ballan osv osv. Men jag känner mig riktigt laddad. För denna hund är mycket läraktig och kan springa fort, när lusten finns…;-) frågan är vem av oss som är envisast..hehe

Helgen har varit kanon för min del då  instruktören visade sig vara både en duktig hundtränare och en riktigt kul prick!

Många skratt och huvudbry men knutarna löste sig fint under andra dagen av kursen. Mest huvudbry hade vi dock när han höll på att ofrivilligt stanna kvar i Sverige lite längre eftersom det var nån brinnande lastbil vid järva. Jesus vilken stress…

I sista sekund fick vi honom genom säkerhetskontrollen.

Bloggar mer sen om själva kursen:-)

A Dog’s Purpose (from a 6-year-old).

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle. I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home. As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker ‘s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away. The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion.

We sat together for a while after Belker’s Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ‘I know why.’ Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I’d never heard a more comforting explanation. He said, ‘People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life — like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?’ The Six-year-old continued, ‘Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.’ 

 So live like a dog: Live simply. Love generously. Care deeply. Speak kindly.
Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:
When loved ones come home, always run to greet them. Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride. Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure ecstasy. Take naps. Stretch before rising. Run, romp, and play daily. Thrive on attention and let people touch you. Avoid biting when a simple growl will do. On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.. On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree. When you’re happy, dance around and wag your entire body. Delight in the simple joy of a long walk. Be loyal. Never pretend to be something you’re not. If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it. When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently. ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY