After weeks of hobbling along like Rizzo in Midnight Cowboy, I was finally ambulating normally this morning, and decided to head to Golden Valley for a disc dog comp; which was part of the Animal Humane Society's Walk for Animals festivities.

Comfortable temperatures and overcast skies, the morning was perfect for disc dogging. Lucky for us, the disc-gods sent a wind that rivaled that in Colorado.

I tossed and Zac and Zoey each tried to catch during our first Distance and Accuracy (D/A) rounds. OK, I'm still a little rusty from the winter.

Freestyle frolics followed. I had Zac do a few tricks and then just tossed a few easy throws. He actually caught much better; he was warming up.

Zoey; who has a hard time trading discs, especially with other dogs around, did really well compared to our Oak Grove fiasco---she traded only a few seconds after being asked to, and we kept the routine going.

That would not be Zoey's last word though. A price was to be paid for cooperating during Freestyle. After her second D/A round, she refused to be peeled from the field until surrounded, with no chance to escape.

Good times, though and it was great to get out. And I'm now back to hobbling like Rizzo.