Ladies and gentlemen, we have a box turn.
Tonight marked the end of our 5 weeks of flyball classes, and we're finally starting to put everything together. As you can see in the video, we still have a ways to go, but quite honestly I'm pretty pleased all things considered. Last week I was worried that I'd poisoned the box: Cohen was confused and stressed out upon the introduction of the ball to the box and became a barky, anxious mess. Her barky anxiety continued to the start of today's class until something clicked.
I know it's a bit slow, and very wide, but... yeah. First day and all that. Also, Cohen had a bout of explosive pooping shortly before this video was taken (... uhghh) so she wasn't feeling her best. I see some speedy fun in our future.