Ugh… well, I’ve been baptized into the ‘got yelled at by…’ club at flyball practice tonight. 🙂 I knew it was coming, and I kinda thought it might be tonight since Chase’s feet are hurt and we couldn’t run. We want to go do flyball in Laramie the end of July, and I guess we needed to get times tonight, but Chase couldn’t get times because he can’t run because of his feet.
So I was yelled at. And, like I was 6, I handled it for a few minutes then had to leave because, despite my best efforts, I started to cry. And it was a weird cry because really I was okay inside, I couldn’t quite stop the tears.
I still like the person who yelled at me. I understand she has a short temper and gets angry at lots of people. I don’t want to be treated that way. And the more stressed she gets, the more she yells. Like I said, though, I still like her and respect her, I just don’t like that about her.
Anyway, I have to laugh now. It’s kinda funny. Looks like we are still going to plan on going to Laramie and we are going to put one of Chase’s old times in. So we’ll see how this weekend goes, and we’ll see how Laramie goes, and then I will decide if it’s something we still want to pursue. We might actually only practice after these tournaments. Because driving at least 5 hours for every tournament is just beyond what I really want to do.
Dog sports are supposed to be fun! 🙂 I am really a soft dog. Many breeds need a soft touch, just like the collies, and I am no different. 😉 Anyway, I’m better now, and I really usually enjoy flyball and the people I have met there. So now, time for bed!