Yours truly

Yours truly

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Cats at Westminster. (Dogs protest. Plot to resist.)

Recap of night 1 below. 

For the first time ever - and god only knows why - the American Kennel Club added cats to its “Meet the Breeds” event at the Javits Center leading up to the 141st Westminster Dog Show. I can only imagine the backstage commentary when the show’s raison d’etre became aware of this development.

                Boston terrier: Does anyone smell a cat? I swear I smell a cat.
                The entire hound group: 127 cats. Caught their scents on the train when we were still in New Jersey. 38 long-haired, 70 short-haired, 19 hairless.
                Miniature poodle: Hairless? Hairless cats?! Boy, those must be dumb looking.   
    Labrador retriever: *rolls eyes*
    Affenpinscher: Why are they here? I can take ‘em! … Are any of them bigger than me? I can take ‘em!
    Mastiff: It’s part of the AKC’s diversity and inclusion initiative.
                Border collie: Let’s herd the cats! Let’s herd the cats!
                Clumber spaniel: I will pretend I did not just hear you say that. Smartest dog breed. Psssh.

Media coverage for the show has moved from longtime broadcaster USA Network (owned by NBC) to Fox Sports. This has produced a variety of changes.

In the plus column:
·         Mary Carillo is gone. Most consider her a legend in sports broadcasting, particularly in tennis. I thought she made Brent Musburger sound articulate and elegant by comparison. (Yeah, I know. We’re having a “shoot the pink elephants day” here in North Carolina.)
·         The onscreen text has finally quit identifying the dogs by their AKC registered names, e.g. GCH CH Cottage Lake’s Our Lady of Fatima (I did not make that up). I get that those names are useful to identify the breeder and can apparently reference the bitch or sire, but:
a)      No one calls their dog by that name; and
b)      Dog attention spans for complex sentence structure range from “toddler” to “are you still talking?”
Happily, both the text and the announcers now refer to the dogs by their everyday call names, e.g. Boozer.

In the still needs improvement column:
·         Fox has added a backstage reporter, whose functions seem to include (a) cutesy to the point of cringe-inducing gushing over the dogs; and (b) service of the peculiarly millennial need to be updated while watching the dog show on the social media activity of other people watching the dog show.
·         Over the years there has been breed inflation at Westminster, with 202 breeds now eligible to compete in 7 groups for best in show (kind of like the Winter Olympics adding events from the X Games). Six hours of primetime TV coverage over two days is trying for even the most shameless of dog lovers (raises hand). Take a lesson from the flagging viewership of the Grammy’s and Oscars. Please shorten it.

Hound Group

Motto (and fair warning): “You can take the dog out of the hunt, but you can’t take the hunt out of the dog.”

Celebrity member: The Irish Wolfhound - the breed you often see strolling through the background in BBC miniseries. Imposing and regal, they were favorites of Irish monarchs and English nobility.

The “don’t try to upstage the dog” award goes to: the (professional) handler for the Basenji, who was wearing a navy blue and white, multi-pattern plaid suit. Looked like the mobster in a Bugs Bunny cartoon. You could almost hear the dog mumbling, “Don’t run next to me. It’s too embarrassing.”



Winner: Duffy, the Norwegian Elkhound, who barked happily at the crowd after being awarded the group ribbon.

Toy Group

*Sigh* Centuries of breeding to be companion dogs has bred most of the classic “dog” characteristics out of them. Cute and cuddly, they tend to sport expensive hairdos and have owners who dress them in actual clothes. The genuinely good, humorous and loving nature of these dogs means they tolerate – perhaps even appreciate – such indulgence.

Seriously, just get a cat: The commentators describe several of the breeds as having a “cat like nature” because they are fastidious, licking and grooming themselves to keep clean. Owners of Labrador Retrievers everywhere laugh hysterically.

Oooh, awkward: In front of a (not even close to) capacity crowd at Madison Square Garden, and perhaps tens of thousands of TV viewers watching from home, the handler for the Brussels Griffon tripped and face planted on the astro turf as they were entering the ring. Narrowly avoiding squashing the dog. Maybe you want to try handling Great Danes, who would at least laugh that off?

And then this happened: After being removed from the podium, the toy fox terrier was to begin his star turn around the ring. The dog abruptly stopped, and began to hunch down into a squat (recognized by every dog owner on the planet), refusing to be budged despite several nervous jerks on his lead. Gail, the color commentator, tried to cover: “Oh, ha ha. The dog is being stubborn. Typical for the breed.” The handler – no doubt in a blind panic - tugged again. The dog looked annoyed, but gamely resumed its trot around the ring. Pandemonium avoided. (He did not make the finals.)

Winner: Chuckie the Pekingese. Looks like a dog made out of dryer lint.

Non-Sporting Group

20 breeds; 10 best in show winners, almost all of which have been poodles.

The miniature and standard poodle are in this group. The national dog of the French. Thus, the stupid looking haircut.

No, really: Poodles are tremendously smart and loyal dogs. Bred to hunt as water retrievers by the Germans, their heavy, curly coats were trimmed close to the body to be manageable when wet, with the full coat left around the joints for insulation. The dogs became popular in France, and by the early 18th century the previously utilitarian cut had evolved into an elaborate pompadour on the head (mimicking the style popular at the time of Louis XVI) with fur bracelets on the legs and a pompom on the tail.

Winner: A miniature poodle named Aftin. Qu’elle surprise.

Overplaying the role: “Handlers develop a special bond with the dogs. They become so close that they can read each others minds.” I can read my dogs minds too. “Give me your cheeseburger.” “Quit hogging the couch.” “I don’t know who chewed the fringe off that rug.” It’s not like they do vector calculus in their heads.

Herding Group

Even the announcers were beginning to get tired by the time the herding group took the ring. Several of the dogs were visibly agitated during the judging.

Winner: Rumor, the spectacular German Shepherd, wins the herding group for the second year in a row.

Best dog names of the night:
Pixie Dust
Wink
Slick
Lazarus
            Cat

More to follow, as night 2 kicks off.


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