Mom and I went to a dog show. It was to show off how obedient Mom is. She was.
Me, not so much. I tried. I tried my best.
But I wasn't perky. I wasn't bouncy.
I just didn't feel well. Not at all.
So we Not-Quited again.
But Mom says my broad jump was perfect. She was happy with my heeling and my drop on recall. I forgot all about the dumbbell, though. I couldn't remember what to do. And I didn't want to jump over the high jump either.
Mom hugged me anyway. She says there's always another dog show.
But there will never be another Jibby.