It is my privilege

Every time I pick up a lead it is my privilege.  It is my privilege that this wonderful creature has agreed to be my partner.

Regardless of the outcome of the interaction my dog tries hard to understand a sometimes complex, confusing and unnatural set of instructions.  It is my privilege that my dog is willing to try.

Regardless of the outcome any errors rest on my shoulders.  I wasn’t able to make my requests clear for my partner.  It is my privilege that my partner is willing to forgive.

Regardless of the outcome of subjective judging the dog I took into the ring is the same dog I have the privilege of taking home.

It is my privilege from beginning to end,  always.