I had watched
a Sportsmen’s Dog Training Club flyball demo at the
Detroit Kennel Club Dog Show and so started obedience
training there. On graduation from the beginner class,
the teacher (who also happened to be the flyball coach)
asked if I wanted to train “that crazy Vizsla” for flyball.
Well, maybe she didn’t put it quite that way, but
the meaning was clear - give that dog something to do.
Tisza loved
it. She was easy to race, never crossing over, and always
returning to stand between my legs facing backward.
Well, except the time that she mistook the judge’s
legs for mine. Boy was he surprised !
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