Joining drill team

So I came in from the garden and lay down with an ice pack on my back. Allie jumped up on the bed, covered my sweaty legs with undercoat, and energetically wiped her eye snot on my arm. Tears came to my own eyes. I realized that, with Allie, every moment is a special gift. She is pure happiness in my life. Although I sometimes want to kill her, I haven't had a moment of regret. L. and TAMR will always have a special place in my life for saving her life and bringing this unique dimension into my own life. She's my mental health dog, and my happiness dog, and I can't do enough to spoil the pants off her for the rest of her life. Although I don't do much for rescue, maybe the one or two adoptions I help with help bring as much joy to somebody else.

We've been invited to join a drill team! She did splendidly walking through the steps, sits, downs and turns, but does not want to back up. If anyone has tips on how to teach that, please let me know. Imagine, a Mal on a drill team! We are supposed to perform in the 4th of July parade.