I was so small I could sit on my mums hand, I was no bigger then a baby rabbit. They were worried that the cats (yuk, I hate cats) would have me for dinner but I wasn't scared I could have taken any of them!
As I grew up a bit granny decided I needed discipline, I on the other hand found it all very boring so just for a laugh I would run around the training field as fast as I could while granny screamed my name and jumped about like a loonie, she did look a sight. The more she screamed the more I ran, great fun. But I guess I must of listened to something as I even managed to come second in an obedience class. Heres me with my rosette.
Anyway granny decided that I needed something to keep my mind engaged, flyball no I ran off with the tennis balls (another great game). So we tried agility. Wow great fun, jumping and running through big rabbit holes what could be better, and when I got it right 2 laps of the field to add to the fun. People kept telling my gran I was going to be really good once I stopped running. I was good thats why I ran humans really don't get it.
That was I think nearly 2 years ago, so what have I been doing since then.
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