Flyball Nationals 2026

Nats 2026 is in Victoria.

Hosted by a Victorian club.

So naturally, the first people to see the merch in person were the NSW flyballers.

We've checked several times and can confirm this makes absolutely no sense.
Victorians, we apologise for this administrative oversight.

NSW, enjoy your moment. It won't last forever. (Unless you buy a jacket. Then it'll last years. Actually, all of it will)

Victorians, your turn is coming.
NSW, please try not to be too smug about this.

Self-control is important. Embroidery is importanter.

Nats merch is getting very real, and your bank account deserves a moment to prepare itself. And let’s be honest, it saw this photo and started sweating.

Impulse control? Never heard of her.

The Chad Polo.

He definitely showed up late, somehow already sweating, and carrying a lead he didn’t realise wasn’t attached to his dog. Absolutely said ‘she’ll be right’ 14 times before 9am.

But Chad also unloaded the trailer, fixed the bunting and somehow became everyone’s emotional support volunteer.

Surprisingly solid under pressure. For when you want to look professional.

It tells the dog world ‘ok…these people are unhinged but frighteningly competent.’ Just don’t look at the lead still not attached to the dog.

Heavyweight cotton. Regular fit.

Nats shorts are here.

Because jeans at flyball should honestly qualify as a medical emergency.

We’ve got two cuts available so everyone can experience the joy of:
* sprinting while running late
* kneeling in mystery grass
* getting slammed in the shins by your dog
* carrying six tug toys and a pocket full of treats for no identifiable reason

Lightweight. Comfortable. Built for movement.

Unlike your team mate who’s still somehow missing five minutes before racing.

Pair them with the singlet, hoodie, tee, vest or one of the seventeen jackets we apparently now sell.

Your bank account will recover eventually. Probably.

Nats singlets have arrived.

Because some of you looked at summer flyball and said: ‘what if I experienced heatstroke, but fashionably?’

We’ve got two cuts because apparently ‘just wear whatever’ causes big feelings. Wear what suits you, we won’t judge.

Perfect for:
* loading dogs in direct sunlight
* sprinting to your ring late
* sweating through your emotional support hoodie
* standing ringside pretending you’re calm while forgetting what order you’re running in again, but saw the TC and decided best not to ask

Lightweight. Comfortable. Breathable.
Unlike most team group chats during flyball season.

Flyball people will spend an entire weekend carrying:
Tug toys
Treats
Leashes
Crate covers
Emotional damage
Three different jackets
and somehow still lose their keys

So we added the sports bag.

Big enough for your gear.

Strong enough for nats.

Structured enough to survive being launched into the back of the car at 5am.

Also ideal for team captains carrying the weight of an entire team and one adult who still hasn’t packed their common sense.

56 litres of storage and somehow you’ll still say: ‘has anyone seen my treat pouch?!’

The illustrated collection is officially complete.

That’s it. Done. Finished.

I’m just one girl, with dogs to train and kids to feed, standing in front of my sketchbook wondering if I can set fire to it.

To the whippet people: you survived the psychological warfare. You’re probably used to it, but congrats.

And to the team captains currently trying to organise humans more chaotic than the dogs, respect.

More merch is still coming, the website is on its way. It’s nearly go time people.

Alright whippet people.

You won.

After a mountain of complaints, accusations, emotional blackmail, public grieving, and one questionable claim that another of the breeds kinda looks like a whippet if you squint, your design has finally arrived.

Was it already finished while we kept trolling you? Maybe.

Did we enjoy the chaos? Absolutely.

Did I get distracted tonight? Yes.

Anyway, here it is.

Aerodynamic, chaos noodles.
Happy now?

Before the speed noodles get their moment, we need to acknowledge the true horror story of nats: being a team captain.

This tee is dedicated to the people holding entire teams together with caffeine, a sharpie, blind optimism, and a rapidly deteriorating mental state.

They organise the dogs.
They organise the people.
They call your crosses.
They answer 47 questions from team members that could’ve been solved by looking at the running order themselves.

And in return?
Early crosses.
A questionable use of warmup time.
Someone disappearing right before their race.
At least one adult asking ‘what lane are we in?’ for the sixth time.
And don’t even get them started on ‘what’s our order again?’

Ghost stories. Because some things at flyball are genuinely terrifying.

And for anyone who’s been personally victimised by a team member going early time and time again (sorry guys!) feel free to rock this one too.