Except when you win. So this weekend they didn't suck quite so much.
My boy Sherpa had quite a weekend. He was Winners Dog, Best of Winners, Best of Opposite Sex, Best Puppy and 3rd in the non-sporting puppy group. I don't know what any of that means, but my dad seemed to get VERY excited about it.
It was a MAJOR which means he beat quite a few dogs including all the older male champions. You need at least two Majors on the road to a championship title. So, it appears, little Sherpa is well on his way. He's only 6-months old and it was only his 2nd time in the ring and already he has earned 4 points. To become a champion, he needs fifteen.
There were quite a few Tibetan Terriers at the show and Sherpa really enjoyed meeting everyone. He is a very social animal. Several nice people came up and told him he was the VERY BEST thing at the show. He sure made his mom very proud.
My little guy Rufus also had quite the good weekend. He lives halfway across the country so I wasn't able to be there to bask in his glory. I was with him in spirit though. Rufus took Best Puppy and was 2nd in the non-sporting puppy group. I think it was a fuzzy little Bichon Frise that bested him in the puppy group. Do you know that Bichon Frise means curly white lap dog in French? It really does. I googled it.
Rufus I am so proud of you. I miss you and your sister Elsa so much.