September 15th 2008 3:38 pm
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Yesterday, Finnegan was playing with his agility equipment and I usually demand to go over the jump bar so I can get a treat. Mom always says "Georgie, you're 13 years old, still have vestibular symptoms and a little hip arthritis on one side, I don't think you need to do this!" She finally gives in. She places the bar at the lowest setting (only an inch or so off the ground) so that I'm not really jumping, just running with a little hop, a lot less than going up the stairs into the house. But then she'll only let me do it a couple of times. I look beautiful as I sail over the bar, and stand up tall and demand my treat. Afterall, I was bred to be adored by all! I can always talk mom into giving me a treat especially when I do something adorable!