Banksy was up next. She doesn't really care about the weather. She doesn't like the PA system, and the big tent was upsetting her, but she's no sissy. Also, I was so nervous I felt like I had to barf. I don't get nervous running Gooey. Because it's Gooey! I didn't get nervous running Banksy in anything else this weekend, but I sure did for the Steeplechase Final.
Seeing as how during the first round, I had an out of body experience and all.
She ran great! And then we won!
She didn't like the picture area! Scary! And the medal was so heavy she could barely lift up her head.
I was so surprised we won. We don't usually win things like this. When one of my friends told me I won I almost cried and then I tried to go empty the garbage cans but he convinced me to go get her so she could go on the podium and get her prize. So sorry about that full garbage can over there. We won a heavy glass thing and an envelope with a great deal of cash in it and a medal.
Later on we had Grand Prix Finals. It had a very hard dogwalk bit in it so then I got nervous again. Barfworthy nervous. Banksy doesn't get nervous. Her new calmness thing is before we run we sit in the shade together and I give her scritchies on her tummy. She rarely likes scritchies but new calm Banksy is so calm at dog shows she can have scritchies on her tummy. This makes me