So, after my big day on Sunday with flyball, I had just as big a time at agility on Tuesday. I was really rocking through all the obstacles--paid attention to my person and all that stuff. It's like I'm a different dog. Or that's what my person says, but I've been trying to tell her for months that I was just not ready yet and to be patient--I mean, you don't push a 10 y.o. human child to do what an 18 y.o. can do. At least I hope not. If you do, you really shouldn't.