mysteries and motorcycles

Wednesday, February 13, 2008


The feel good story of the year has to be the news coming out of the Westminster dog show. After decades of overprimped, overpermed, snooty dogs prancing around the ring with their powdered noses in the air, a real dog has won it all.

Past winners have always given me the impression that, if they could talk, they wouldn't speak to me. Some of them have been so refined they even chew with their mouths closed.

Uno is a real homeboy. He's a hound and he's proud of it. Uno is the kind of guy who gets his kicks trying to run down Br'er Rabbit and doesn't mind picking up a few burrs in the briar patch. When he's on the trail he howls like somebody is twisting his leg and makes no apologies for his display of emotion.

I enjoyed watching him nonchalantly cruise around the judges ring, winking at all the cute Poodles and Shih Tzu's knowing that they all envied him. He's the first tobacco chewing, line dancing, country boy to ever win the prestigious "Best in Show" title and it couldn't have happened to a nicer guy.

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