A dog named Sassy gets ready for the dog show in New York.
Posted on 02/14/2010 7:09:10 PM PST by JoeProBono
When you gather 2,500 dogs in one spot, what happens? The Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show is like a cruise ship for canines -- a big crowd in a confined space, all waiting to eat. Once again, intrepid Siberian Husky Chuchi's Yuki kept an exclusive journal for Couch Slouch on his four-legged week in New York:
Wednesday: This is our Daytona 500, our U.S. Open, our Kentucky Derby -- where's Costas or Jim Nantz? . . . Worst thing about the dog-show circuit? Flying in the cargo hold. . . . If I were king for a day, you wouldn't see a Lhasa Apso from here to Poughkeepsie. . . . I may not be best-in-breed, but I look damn good walking down Broadway. . . . McGruff the Crime Dog? Please. He couldn't solve a TV Guide crossword puzzle. . . .
One day, I'm going to get me a white-collar job.
Thursday: My Uncle Scruffy loves to tell the story about the time his dog-obedience class took a field trip to Washington, D.C., and he peed on the White House lawn. . . . Granted, I'm germ-a-phobe, but I hate drinking out of a community water dish. . . . Unless you're near Central Park, there's no place to poop in midtown Manhattan. . . . Cellphone use among Labradoodles is out of control. . . .
Trust me: If they gave us a toilet, we'd use it.
A dog named Sassy gets ready for the dog show in New York.
Should there be a link thingy?
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