On Thursday, I returned from an 8 day trip to Boxer Nationals in Indianapolis, IN. Four days of showing sandwiched between two days of driving (each way) has worn me out. I’ve been home for three days and I am still “dog tired.”  Combine my punchiness with a song stuck in my head and this is what you get.

(adapted from Whiskey Hangover Lyrics Video by Godsmack)

So what if I’m covered in slobber?
So what if I carry poop bags all the time?
I can barely stand but I need to go shower.
Talking dogs all the time is my style, yeah.

I heel dead or alive.
I wanna train my dog whenever I like.
I’m feelin’ okay, with my dog show hangover.

Dog gear always packed up in my car
Nearly every weekend, I’m on the road again.
Heading into the ring, find out where we are! (maybe)
Even after NQs, I know we will win again. (and again and again)
Changing my ways, learning all the time.
There is more than getting qualified.

‘Cause I heel dead or alive.
I wanna train my dog whenever I like.
I’m feelin’ okay, with my dog show hangover.
(Oh yeah yeah)
‘Cause I heel dead or alive.
I wanna train my dog whenever I like.
I’m feelin’ okay, with my dog show hangover.
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
Let’s go!

One step is just the start of it.
On the second step I begin to feel it.
That the third one, I make sure my leash ain’t tight.
And number four I start to own the floor.
By five I’m finding my stride, all right.
And then six, seven, eight they make me change my pace
Sometimes.

‘Cause I heel dead or alive.
I wanna train my dog whenever I like.
I’m feelin’ okay, with my dog show hangover.
Oh yeah yeah.
‘Cause I heel dead or alive.
I wanna train my dog whenever I like.
I’m feelin’ okay, with my dog show hangover.
With my dog show hangover.
With my dog show hangover.
With my dog show hangover.
With my dog show hangover.
Yeah!

She looks like I feel.