Watched part of the Westminster Kennel Club 129th Annual Dog Show last night. Allen and I love to watch it–not just for the dogs but for the handlers (for instance, there was some woman in a long, black skirt with a slit up the back but underneath it she was wearing a just below the knee white slip, which was plainly visible. Why? And I’m desperate to remember the name of a collection of short stories I read in which the narrators mother was a dog handler–can anyone help me out on that?). The movie Best in Show spoofed the whole thing perfectly.
Anyway, the most exciting thing about last night’s show was that three new breeds were introduced into the AKC. The one that made me cover my head so I wouldn’t have to look at its slobbering jowls (and I love dogs!) was the Neapolitan Mastiff.
I’m sure they’re sweet, wonderful dogs but those jowls are absolutely disgusting. I cannot even imagine how much drool slobbers out of them.