Well it was worse than I thought it could be!!
I took tasty hot dogs and hadnt fed Jinley since breakfast. I took her squeaky small space hopper which she cherished during her last phantom pregnancy.
For those that saw her at last years Game Fair at Weston Park looking at the gun dog training in disgust, she watched with the same air of "what is the point of that".
At one point we had my OH crouching at one end of the tunnel with a squeaky space hopper and Jinley going inside and just sitting in it!
I dont think he will be sharing that snippet with his mates down at the pub!!
So, our task for the week is find out what motivates her to want to go over jumps with some element of enthusiasm (she went round a couple of jumps) and stopped to step over another one. If only I could somehow get a chicken to run in front of her around the course she would be like lightning
and I dare say she would win some medals!!
Roll on next week!!