What The Fetch Flyball Club

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Bluff! One of the up-and-coming teammates of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

Goofy.
Enthusiastic.
Occasionally operating with limited processing power.

Bluff approaches Flyball the same way he approaches life:
With his whole heart and absolutely no hesitation 💨

Coordination? Optional.
A plan? Unclear.
Effort? 110%.

He's still learning the game, putting the pieces together, and discovering exactly where all those legs are supposed to go.

And if there’s a baby nearby
Fan club duties are required

But what Bluff lacks in polish, he makes up for in determination.

Soon he'll have the skills.
Today he has enthusiasm.
And that's a pretty solid place to start 💕

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Pippin, hopeful future height dog of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

Small dog
Big dreams
Loud opinions

Seriously. For such a little guy, that squeaky bark has some impressive volume 🔊😅

He's still learning the game and figuring out that chasing the other lane isn’t how the game is played 💨

Some days it clicks.
Some days there are questions.

But every practice brings a little more confidence and a little more understanding.

When he's not working on his Flyball skills, you'll usually find him hanging out with his favourite tiny human 💕

Learning.
Growing.
And having fun along the way.

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Atticus! Another of the loudest teammates of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

Volume? Maximum.
Tug intensity? Concerning.
Focus? Locked in.

The second he hits the lane, everyone knows it 💨🔊

But underneath the screams is a dog who knows his job and gives everything he has to it every single run.

Reliable.
Focused.
Always ready when it’s his turn.

His mom’s legs have also accepted their fate…covered in scratches from years of enthusiastic drive-bys and full-send excitement.

Subtle? Absolutely not.
Committed? Entirely.

Big feelings.
Big noise.
Big Atti energy.

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Kiwi, our signature fruit bat of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

Small dog.
Big heart.
Even bigger comeback.

After a tough collision a couple years ago, Kiwi spent time rebuilding her confidence and finding her way back to the lane 💕

And now?
She’s out here making her comeback look GOOD 💨

Fast little feet, big determination, and maybe just a tiny crush on Atticus 😏

Honestly?
We’re obsessed with her, especially the junior handlers

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Piper, one of the solid foundations of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

Reliable in the lane.
Steady at the line.
Always ready to work 💨

She’s the kind of dog you can count on every single time.

But outside the lane?
Pure enthusiastic chaos 😅

Greetings from Piper usually involve getting tackled with love, aggressively welcomed to the team, and possibly losing all rights to your personal space.

And if she likes you?
Your ears are in danger 👂😈
Because Piper has an unhealthy commitment to ear licking.

Add cheese into the equation 🧀
and whatever self-control she had is officially gone.

Solid racer.
Questionable hobbies.
Elite level enthusiasm.

Today’s we celebrate Moms and we have a few of those here at What The Fetch 💐🩷

These amazing moms manage to balance motherhood, dogs, practices, tournaments, and the beautiful chaos that comes with all of the above.

They somehow manage to keep tiny humans, speedy dogs, and the rest of us organized. They cheer the loudest, support everyone endlessly, and still show up ready to race after a long week of mom life.

We’re lucky to have them as part of our team — both inside and outside the ring 🐾

Happy Mother’s Day

On Wednesdays we wear pink 💅
On weekends we play Flyball.

Featuring Fennec! One of the most dependable (and slightly destructive) teammates of What The Fetch Flyball Club 💖🐾

He shows up.
He runs fast.
He hits things.

In that order 💨

Ball? His. 🎾
Lane? Handled.
Slats? Not safe.

Our longest-running racing dog,
and last year he earned his Iron Dog title — a testament to his consistency, endurance, and years in the lane 🏅

You can count on him for a solid run
and at least one moment of impact.