I have not been Skijoring this week

Ever since I heard of Skijoring I knew it was something I wanted to try. Basically, it's a cross betweek Cross Country Skiing and Dog Sledding. You still ski but the dog helps pull you allong faster. You can use just about any dog over 25 pounds and they just pull as hard and fast as they're able. Since I am really slow this isn't much of a challenge for Ven, who is a a born leash puller.

Every year I get dragged allong on the Mørup family week of hell (aka the annual skiing holliday). I enjoy the week away, and the cooking together, and the sunny weather, and the board games after dinner. However, I do not enjoy the skiing. At best I find it tollerable.

Last year we stayed home becuase Morten was sick with the flue. I was sorry he was sick but not only did we not have to ski but we also got to pick up our puppy a week earlier than planned. That was a great year. This year I planned to Skijor with Ven which I anticipated would elevate the act of skiing from tolerable to fun.

I had agreed to give a hof trimming clinic last weekend and couldn't really get out of it so I planned to fly/bus up on Tuesday while everyone else took the car Saturday. Unfortunately, Morten couldn't find Ven's passport Saturday so in the end the dog had to stay home. This pissed me off on several levels.

First, I just cleaned the house so there was NO REASON the damned Passport should be anywhere but RIGHT WHERE IT SHOULD BE. However, despite hours of searching the passport was no where to be found. It's probably a good thing Morten was the one looking because I tend to become disproportionately enraged when I can't find something. It is absolutely the thing that makes me the most mad in the entire world.

Second, Morten went up to our veterinary clinic on Saturday before they left to see if they could make up a new passoport. (FYI a dog passport is just a bunch of papers from your vet that say they've had all their vaccinations). The boutique is open all day Saturday to seel food, etc so there was a nurse there who had access to all Ven't records. She couldn't make the passport herself (because she wasn't a vet) but she printed everything off and Morten took it over to a 24 hour vet. The 24 hour vet wouldn't sign off on the passport because a vet hadn't been the one to print them off. This pisses me off to mo end. Apparently, only a vet is qualified to use a computer. Who knew!

Third, and most obviously, I was annoyed that after a year of fantisizing about Skijoring I was stuck just plain skiing again this year. DAMN! I did a major face plant at the end of today and one of my skiis slid all the way down the hill as I was trying to get everything on and in place again. Ugh.

I think I will have two doggie passports made up for next year.

P.S. It was complete torture to see all the other people skijoring with their dogs.