En la cárcel.

First agility training session for Loki tonight. It took him a while to grasp the concept of jumping over a very low barrier, although he jumps over the much higher garden gate every day at the end of his walk. I blame it on "sausage brain", as the trainer had a pocketful of bits of hotdog sausages to use as treats, and all dogs seem to regard this as canine crack cocaine, so he was more interested in frisking her for these than paying attention to the task in hand. As a punishment we put him in one of the "time out" cages for a few minutes, but he didn't seem to mind.