So You Want To Be A Show Dog

Hey, Ruger here.

Have you ever wondered about those dogs that prance around at the Westminster Dog show?  Apparently it’s a big deal to be a show dog.  Little did I know what I was in fruger-clippersor when we went forward with this.  First of all there is the grooming.  That’s what happens when you are born into an entire household of girls.  You get stuck with the pink clippers.  If the shaving of neck, paw and ear hair isn’t enough, there’s the bath that follows.  Stuck in a deep sink with nobody to pull yoruger-tubu out and have loads of water and froo froo soap poured on your beautiful manly fur.  You would think this look would get a small defenseless pup out of this predicament – it doesn’t work.

The hair dryer is the worst.  It’s like being stuck in the turbine testing hanger over at Whidbey Island Naval Air Station.  I tried to hide in the corner on a pile of dog towels, but mom found me.  Oh well.

The cool thing was I got to go with mom and Nana Kathy to a dog show over in Moses Lake after that.  I was too young to go in the ring, but I got thotelo see some of the most amazing dog species in the world.  Did you know they come in this big, 150lb, hairy variety.  It was sort of intimidating, but I prevailed, got lots of cool treats and had my first hotel experience.  Mom said I was good as gold.  Slept all night in my crate and never even barked at the noisy partiers that passed the door around 1:30AM.  That was probably from the hyper vigilance all day at the show – making sure I didn’t get stepped on by something way bigger than me.  Well the preparations continue for my first official show in May.  If you don’t have anything better to do, come watch us at the Lynden show May 20-23.  I actually had my last remaining baby tooth pulled a couple of days ago – it wasn’t going to come out on it’s own.

Well, I gotta run cause it’s dinner time.
See you later,


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