The dog was excited because it was nearly his turn. It was waiting patiently, as still as a statue. He was more excited than ever before. It was his turn. The judge said, "What's your dog's name and how old is he?"
Fred was scared. "My dog's name is Freddy. He is 3 years old."
It was time for the course. It was time for the difficult tricky course. The first thing Freddy had to do was jump over a mini wooden seat. He jumped like a meteor flashing over a volcano. He ran like a high speed jet and soared over the next jump. Freddy, the dog had done the course. Freddy was proud.
"Good Dog, Freddy. You have done the course. Well done." Freddy was happy because he had done the course. Some dogs couldn't do that course, so Good Dog, Freddy!.
