I refuse to watch unless and until a wiener dog wins.
My folks got a Black & Tan Dachshund the year I was born. We had ‘Otto Heinerich Von Boosh’ until both he and I were seventeen. Lots of good times with that dog, growing up.
He ‘patrolled’ the house all night, and would come ‘check on you’ a few times during the overnight. It was always a comfort to feel that wet nose on whatever part of you was sticking out of the bed at the time, LOL!