I'm scared. On my morning runs I'm still putting young dogs up in lead for the first time and each time - success.
First See, then Dew, than Utin, Billie and this morning, Smartie. (Sorry, no pictures this morning the camera battery was dead!)
Yup, the little 'Crunchette' (as she is called because she looks so much like her Dad) has had a bunch of really great runs in the team lately, so she seemed like an obvious choice to try in lead this morning.
Other then missing a few turns, which is very understandable with a rookie leader, she was great. She's a little gal, but she digs in hard and puts everything she has on the gangline everytime.
I'm very proud of her!
But, this is way too much good karma. The universe is setting me up for something. I have visions of a whole 16 dog team up a tree after a squirrel or over the river bank or wrapped around the legs of a moose or ... the list goes on.