they say, better than a good day at work. I contemplated that statement this morning as I tried to find Chase’s brain out in the field. I think the statement is true. Our in-town tracking locations come complete with lots of joggers and their dogs. Some days Chase doesn’t pay any attention to the passers-by, but this morning they were far more interesting than the little track I laid. He was wandering so much of the time that we even lost a leather square that is one of the articles I dropped.
Periodically he would deep nose one of my footprints, put his head down and look for all the world like he knew how to track. Then he would get over that notion and water bushes and critter. Someone told me that Cardi boys often do not get brains until they are three. Man, we have such a long way to go . . .
Maybe Rally drill this afternoon will be better. Actually, in retrospect, everything Chase and I do together, beats the heck out of sitting in the office.