What a gorgeous autumn day on which to participate in a temperament test! Chase may now put a TT after his name because he passed with flying colors — though he almost “teetee’ed” on the bucket of rattling chains — CHASE, DON’T. The umbrella startled him. It was a big black one that opened with a whoosh. He jumped, but then walked up to it to see what it might be — oh, that’s no big deal! The gunfire didn’t phase him (No, I don’t live in a bad neighborhood.). The friendly stranger got down on the ground to greet him and he climbed up onto her lap to clean her face. He walked calmly over the plastic and wire surfaces. But the biggy — the one I wasn’t sure about (in addition to the umbrella) was the threatening stranger.
It was all good when the drunk was just lurching along parallel to us, but when he came at us, smashing his cane on the ground, Chase went on full alert. The guy thought better of challenging the feisty little dog and went away. Chase won that round! What a good little man!
There were 33 dogs there for testing — mostly Rotties, Belgian Sheepdogs, Tervs, and Pit Bulls. I’m proud of the sole participating Cardigan who was going to protect his person no matter what.