Aug 06 2007
Flyball
I have been practicing flyball with my border collie, Chase, for the last 8 months or so. He’s getting really good at it and we will, hopefully, be going to our first competition the end of October.
Anyway, last night I had a flyball dream. It wasn’t a good dream. I had some uneasiness in my old team so I switched teams. I dreamed that the tournament was in a big barn, or horse arena, like where we do agility. And there were tons of little stalls all over where the competitions were going on. The stalls were square, and tiny. There were no jumps, just the box at the other end of the stall, and about 6 dogs lined up all in a row. We would let our dogs go all at the same time and the dog that came back first was the winner.
This is now how flyball is done! 
I remember trying to ask when I was going to run Chase again and no one would answer me. I had Levi with too, and he was bored, but I let him out a lot with me.
I was so frustrated that no one would tell me what was going on or when we would run again. The suddenly boom and we were running again and I was late! Ugh!
I think I didn’t sleep well last night. I had a beer during the day, about 3pm, and I think that actually messed up my sleep. The night before I slept very well, and I even had a dream about John Barrowman… mm yummy. I don’t remember much of it now, but I remember waking up feeling good. I prefer those dreams!
