Green Sleeves

...
My men were clothed all in green,
And they did ever wait on thee;
All this was gallant to be seen,
And yet thou wouldst not love me.

Greensleeves was all my joy
Greensleeves was my delight,
Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
And who but my lady greensleeves.
...

The boys helped me mow the lawn this afternoon. Understandably, this process results in MY legs being flecked in green ...

PS. The new-to-me lawn mower and weed whacker, combined price of $20, and my fancy new extension cord, valued at $80 (huh?!) work really well!

But Gio and Romeo are SUCH good helpers that they were adequately green by the end of the event as well.

Low-rider (aka. Romeo) successfully served as a rake, collecting all the wet chopped up bits of grass in his chest fluff. Still haven't figured out how I am going to de-green him in time for his therapy dog visit tomorrow. So far, I am going with the theory that if I leave it alone it will sort itself out.

Between mowing the lawn and our adventures this morning, it's been quite the day for little Romeo.

What? I haven't told you about our adventures from this morning yet?

SHAME! Shame on me!

D&S put on an agility fun match this morning, run in conjunction with the Ebon Stables horse show. It was a small-ish turnout for the fun match, only 15 dogs or so. But just a good size that we could get in about 5 runs. Shirley, the sadist that she is, started us off with a clover leaf game. Yeah, not a good game for Romeo and me. Definitely something we have to work on. Unless of course people will join us in our petition that HIGH score wins ... any takers?!

After that we ran what we've been told is called a helter-skelter. Lots of fun actually, and much more suited for Romeo's and my strengths. It is essentially a large spiral of obstacles inwards, then turn around and do the spiral outwards again. Romeo ROCKED this one, with TWO no fault runs! Would have been faster but I screwed him up on a send out to the tunnel. Darned Shelties have handler focus out the wazoo coupled with eyes on the backs of their heads. Silly me, thinking that if he was turned completely away from me that he wouldn't see if I slightly changed position to get ready for his return through the tunnel. Apparently, all the fluff is concealing another set of eyeballs.

It was a great morning, despite the flashy new sunburn that I am sporting. Lots of fun with a great group of people and dogs!