I was at a show today, and it was not fun at all. I am so happy to be home and resting in my new bed. Fay and Stig were apparently happy with my discomfort at the show, so they bought me a new dog bed. And all I won was a pink rosette, how gay is that? I sometimes hump dogs to show them I'm boss, but I'm not gay, it's what we dogs do to tell the other dog not to bend over and pick up the soap in the shower. It's not gay. But at least I got the pink rosette, most didn't get anything. Some long-haired beauty of a dachsie told me it means that I was winner quality but someone else was a tad bit better today. I ended up fourth of the male dogs, and I'm barely a year old. That's a bit like a 13 year old winning a beauty pageant for grown-ups. So I guess I'm sexy for my age, even if I got a gay rosette, I wonder which dog in the Village People I am. I think I am the hunky cowboy on the left in this shot or maybe the black'n tan in the middle. (I won two red ribbons (1st prize JK and JKK) and one pink ribbon (CK)).
But this is what I like... to be out in the snow and run in nature. I luv it! Dog Shows suck!