Wednesday Night Class

The field where we take our agility class is near a marshy, woodsy area. As a result, there are often toads on our field. Last night at class, Magic spotted a little tiny toad hopping in the grass. It was no bigger than a dime, but man did that tiny little toad cause him to be totally distracted all night. We have worked on other distractions, like other people playing tug, or ball and I can get him away from that, but a teeny tiny toad-no way was he leaving that. And once we placed the toad outside the fence, he spent many, many minutes scouting the ground for others. I guess the next little toad we find will have to come home and live with us for a while until we learn that leave it means toad too! (Grasshoppers too, but I cant catch one of those!)