We spent the weekend doing three shows in Essex County, Vermont, which was very exciting for me because I got to go to the U.S.A!
Unfortunately, the only picture we have is this one - me getting prepped by Darling Emily before one of the shows. Then Mama's camera stopped working. It was that sort of weekend. Read on and you'll see what I mean ...
We also stopped for ice cream at Friendly's. Papa said you just can't visit an American city and not stop at Friendly's. Then in the parking lot, I thought I saw Dewey Dewster and I headed right over to him because I wanted to have an existential converation with him, or bark about American history or something. But alas, Mama said it wasn't Dewey.
If you didn't understand any of that, not to worry... I barely understand it myself. So let's move on.
Truthfully, the best part of winning on Sunday was watching Mama and Papa from the ring. We attended this show without any of their Boxer friends to explain American procedure to them. The American Kennel Club has very different rules than the Canadian Kennel Club. So they knew I won something but they didn't know what.
They were looking at eachother and shrugging their shoulders most of the time. They were totally clueless. It was very funny - to me, anyway.
I really had to concentrate not to split my furs laughing because then all the other dogs in the ring would have started giggling and jumping around, and there'd have been chaos in the ring. Between you and me, I'd have enjoyed that immensely.
So anyway, just when my befuddled parents came ringside to take me home, Darling Emily suddenly marched me back into the ring, and they didn't know why. And then there were applause and, again, they didn't know why. They sure looked happy, but they didn't know what they were happy about! Then they came to get me again, and suddenly a photographer stepped into the ring to take my picture! Why? They had no idea. They just stood there with stupid smiles on their faces, staring into the ring in wonder. There's nothing funnier than confused humans.
Mama and Papa looked very confused
Anyway, it took some Googling and a lot of phone calls when we got home for them to finally figure out what the heck was going on in that ring. It was a most wierd weekend, but we had fun.
By the way, did you know that in the U.S.A., everyone sings the national anthem before a dog show? At this one, we sang The Star Spangled Banner and O Canada because there were lots of Canadians at the arena. We thought that was very nice.
Anyway, here are some of the things we bought in Vermont. My favourite is the director's chair. That's for Mama or Papa to sit on between rounds at the outdoor shows. We already have one chair but now we have two. And this one has my name on it and a Boxer picture. I think I am going to be sitting on it, come to think of it...
These are some of the human goodies we bought. Vermont-made jams, crackers, popcorn, and maple brittle. And some Boxer decals. The two figures on the bottom left are a Boxer made of tile, and a Yorkie, which is a gift for Mama's friend, Renee, who is my friend, Zoe's Mama.
My first American ribbons.
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