There are times when I think Reba should be further along than she is. It's not her fault I haven't been able to work her the way she deserves and I just can't let her go to someone else. And sometimes this just makes me feel frustrated. Last night I took a deep breathe and looked at my dog. Really looked. And I realized just what a GREAT dog I have! This dog while having some issues with strangers and other dogs is a talented working dog. She has great stock sense, the right amount of eye, and wants very badly to make me happy. Reba had an outstanding work. I was stunned at how good she was. And this makes me happy.
I also sat back and looked at myself. I realized just how much I've grown as a handler and trainer. How I've developed timing and stock sense as well. Sometimes I forget just how far I've come too.
When I pulled back into my yard I had two tired and happy dogs, and one tired and happy human. The love of the game is back. Freshly motivated I'm focused on putting as much into Reba as I can before the puppies come.