Yesterday little Joy and I went to flyball for the first time and I came away so proud of her! When we did basic training back in October/November last year she was so restless and bitey that I ended up wearing gardening gloves every time and I did wonder if she'd be the same at flyball but was keen to try it. She was a little over excited when we first arrived and kept jumping up at me but after doing Sit, Down and Stay a few times with copious rewards she got the idea and settled down really well. Flyball was totally MAD! Lots of very excited dogs, lots and lots of barking but she just sat quietly watching it all with her Thinking Face on. She did brilliantly at the first exercise which was following me as I ran over the hurdles waving a ball and calling her name like a lunatic and her recall once we'd done this was spot on (Thanks, Pippa!) whereas a lot of the other dogs ran off to try and play. She didn't bark a single time and even the other really steady dog there, a lovely 5 year old black lab gave a couple of woofs! The only thing she struggled with was running away from me over the hurdles to the trainer who was calling her name and waving a ball at her, She was OK over one hurdle, then two, but drew the line at three. The trainer (who she knows as she goes there for daycare) said she might be becoming 'ball averse'. I didn't say anything at the time but she really isn't ball averse, she's averse to doing the opposite of what she's been trained to do for the last 10 months, which is to stay reasonably close to me and come back when called! It's very early days and she's a clever little dog, so I'm sure we'll get there eventually. I thoroughly enjoyed it and she clearly did. Both exhausted and very hungry by the end of it and I now feel like a very proud parent. We're meeting friends for a drink tonight and I shall TRY not to boast too uncontrollably!