I'm more a cat person than a dog person, but there are some dogs I like a lot. The cranky ones that are the size of a Buick, not so much. All they want to do is growl and bite my asterisk*
And I'm all for a good time, lotta laughs, Mr. Sociable. But may I throw a caution flag in the air long enough to ask a question:
What good does it do to have a contest to choose The Ugliest Dog In The World?
I know, they put it on the TV news, not long after the Westminster Dog Show, which always seems to be won by some pooch with an odd name. I was going to say it's always some name like "Prince Oswald's Ruby of Kankakee" before I decided to look it up in order to report to you that the winner...of this year's Westminster Dog Show...is.......Sussex Spaniel Clussexx Three D Grinchy Glee.
Well now, I mean, really. What happened to "Fido," "Rover," "Chief," and "Donald," the traditional names for canines?
|ABC's Cecilia Vega|
What if SweePee Rambo of Encino, CA, this year's winner of that dubious doggie distinction, is actually a nice, affable, happy little dog, and Sussex Spaniel Clussexx Three D Grinchy Glee, in all its supposed beauty, turns out to be a nasty little ankle-biter?
Not trying to sprinkle on anybody's dog biscuit, but I think there are much better criteria for us to use in judging our animal companions.
But I don't want to hound you about it.