How many times have you stood ringside clutching a crappy yellow ribbon (or no ribbon at all) and listened to experts babble on about TYPEY dogs who BEGGED for the win and were GOOD MOVERS. Did you wonder if they had seen the same dogs in the ring that YOU did?
OFFICIAL DISCLAIMER: I will stop right now and say I truly believe every single dog on earth deserves to be loved and adored and some of my best dogs loves have been far, far from show quality. So, I am in no way casting aspersions on non show dogs. Hey, I think I am pretty cool, but I would never have won Miss America.
Enjoy the next few weeks of these crazy posts, as I had a blast getting them out of my scary subconscious and onto well, if not paper, at least onto the internet!
Since I am all about being politically correct (and hating spam-bots), I moderate comments
Dude, he means no disrespect.
It’s a basic tenet of the Dudeist ethos to just say “$#%^ it.” Your Dudeist dog is probably too much in the zone to be bothered by something as chill-busting as going all the way outside to poop. As long as he doesn't poop on the carpet that ties the room together, it's all good.
For over 25 years I have shared my life with French Bulldogs. Yep, way before they were popular and the ubiquitous, go-to darling of media, I have had snorting, snoring little fat Frenchies. While they have many wonderful, endearing traits, there is one aspect of life with Frenchies that is not so much fun. They can be hard to house train.