One year later, this photo still greatly amuses me. Fitzi, right in front of me with stick in mouth and in a very high pounce, invites me to play.

One year later, this photo still greatly amuses me. Fitzi, right in front of me with stick in mouth and in a very high pounce, invites me to play.

Eager and expectant, Lucy, presents the ball for its next launch from the Chuck-it! She has to drop it first, though, and within reach. (More often than not I make her sit, butt fully on the ground if only for a second.)


As the time stamp reveals this was taken years ago. Stella was not a year old and I had not yet given her a job so she gave herself one. After a few more similar episodes we embarked on much training – basic and advanced obedience, Canine Good Citizen, agility, lots of power walks, exposure to many different experiences (including going into my credit union) – Stella became a pretty good dog. Not a perfect dog, a good enough dog. She’s remained a good enough dog ever since, one I am happy to own, pleased to have shaped into what she is today.