Saturday was... more of the same. Nick wasn't taking my lie down whistle at the top, wasn't taking ANY sort of stop on the fetch, and was goosing the sheep in a zig-zag pattern until I finally got ahold of him just past the fetch gates to finally get them back on line. The drive, however, was lovely - a tad slow (we walked the sheep around, but the line was really good), and as a result we timed out before the pen. Again. But I learned some things this weekend, and at this point (being my, what, seventh or eighth trial or something like that?) that's a very good thing.
So, after yesterday we went back to Julie's and had a "you lie down you little twerp" discussion, which surprisingly consisted of a whistle, and a "HEY!" and then a dog that dropped like a stone every time I told him after that. Why didn't I do that at the trial? I dunno. Sometimes I don't think quite fast enough on my feet. We worked a little on fixing his fetch, but I'm having a bit of trouble grasping what Robin is asking us to do. So I'm going to roll it around a bit for a few days, and just fool around and try to "get it". That's usually how the two of us work best, Nick and I, is this latent learning thing.
I worked Linc a bit yesterday too, and was pleased at my calm attitude, which in turn resulted in HIS calm attitude. He was looking good, and hopefully I'll get him worked some this week too.
Other than that I watched the basketball game last night (GO HEELS!) and went to bed early. Now it's another week.
God save me from teenage boy dogs this week. That is all.