We hopped in the car and sped off. I could tell Poky was still nervous because he was shaking like a leaf. I sat up straight and tall in my seat, trying to be comforting.
I said "Don't worry, Poky. I'm sure the agility training won't be as bad as you might think." Suddenly we stopped.
"Mom, what's the hold-up?" I asked.
"Oh...it's nothing, just a traffic light."
At that moment, a big Suburban pulled up next to us. When I looked out the window, I could vaguely see the shape of a woman steering the car. Finally, the light turned green, we sped off, and apparently, the Suburban did, too. It followed us all the way to the dog training center, when we found a parking spot. We got out and found that the same Suburban was parked right beside us.