In the DogHouse
The lighter side of life in the Pedigree Dog World
by Colonel Barker
Thank God that’s over for another
year
The good news is that like Christmas, it only
happens once a year. The bad news is that its every year. As we congregate for
our post Crufts analysis and general bitching about the world dinner, I must say
that this year has surpassed all others that I can recall in the score
registered on the nonsense meter.
Firstly the one piece of news that missed the TV coverage was
the story of the French visitor to the show who was awarded best of breed in
Norfolk Mountain Dogs. Apparently he had strayed into the ring where the breed
was being judged and was mistaken as an exhibit by the judge. With good reason
as I understand he showed classic hallmarks of the breed - a long flowing coat
(in this case a raincoat) an arrogant and obnoxious demeanour with a very strong
garlic like smell, striding out with gay abandon. I was informed later that it
was the judge’s first appointment at Crufts, her second obviously being on the
Dolland & Aitchison stand where this year they were offering free eye
testing for judges.
As for some of the more exotic breeds, the Sudanese Arm
Eaters were there again and in greater numbers. With a name like that you would
think they might be dangerous - well you’d be right, they are. Talking about
dangerous dogs, I think the government should reconsider and perhaps look at
addressing the problem in a slightly different way by introducing a Dangerous
Owners Act. How does that song go " Call me irresponsible, call me
...". Ok to all you owners, handlers and breeders who left dogs alone on
benching for long periods - YOU ARE IRRESPONSIBLE !
On a lighter note, a friend’s niece wanted to know what
happened to Judges if they were left unattended in cars - "well they go
back into a coma of course" I quipped. She had become confused with some of
the public announcements which also explained why she was so concerned about the
many native slaves from the colonies who were getting upset at the show. She
couldn’t believe that all of the calls were for owners who had left their dogs
alone and it was dogs who were distressed.
Then there was the dress code. I guess if you go to the world’s
most prestigious dog show with a top specimen from one of the many pedigree
breeds being exhibited, then old jeans and even older trainers don’t look too
bad on thirty, forty, fifty and even sixty somethings. Come on people, try a bit
harder and make an effort this isn’t a car boot sale. Although many more
market traders selling magic mops and it could well look like one.
Oh, I almost forgot there were lots and lots of beautiful
dogs at the show who weren’t allowed to leave until they had been completely
worn out, laying around (if they had room) waiting to leave.
As for the final result I’m sure it was well deserved - but personally I’ve
had it with repeats on TV and in case you were wondering - yes, I had a bad day.
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