I have never been to Westminster for the dog show. I have been to the local kennel club, the county fairgrounds and the civic center for a few over the years.
No matter what your problems are in life, being around all of the happy people and their happy dogs will do wonders for your soul.
People and their friends.
If you can remain glum when surrounded by bright eyed dogs, waggy butt puppies, and the general pride that smothers all of the problems that life presents you are an exception.
This week we attended the national specialty for Miniature American Shepherds. My good friend was judging the show and we’ve been looking for a puppy to add to our lives. Our two old friends are getting on in years and soon it will be time to add another pooch to the roster around here. (I’m sure of that, just spent $1000 cleaning and repairing our oriental rugs and carpets. Need a puppy to start the cycle over again.)
The bright day was perfect for getting outside and watching the dogs go through their paces. You could find a good spot to watch the ring from the hillside, you just had to avoid the road apples the horses had left in the area. In true “hey, let’s put on a show in the barn” style, the outdoor ring was constructed using folding chairs and a length of climbing rope.
I’m going to have one of these dogs as a friend some day. And while I won’t be showing the dog in the ring, it is really nice to know that if we chose to do that, the people you deal with are among the nicest in a state know for Minnesota Nice.
My thanks to the owners and their kids who made us feel welcome. And to the dogs, well, consider your tummy’s rubbed.
