Trying to compose a post about today - I have typed and backspaced, typed and backspaced, and typed and backspaced again.
Let me just say this. God created dogs. Satan created dog shows. (This is not me whining because we didn't win. Scout actually won breed and received a Group 4 placement today. Something else happened at the show today that sucked all the enjoyment out of winning. I am not going to go into the details in this public forum - I just want to vent.)
Now for the bright side - I am so glad I left that show and drove a few miles to Susie Noel's annual Tennysea Corgi Picnic for the benefit of CorgiAid. There I saw a whole bunch of dogs who have never been to a dog show - dogs many of us would call "poorly bred." Many were rescues - we left before the Rescue Parade started, but I am sure that that most of the dogs there were in the parade - a couple on carts, at least one on three legs. There were dogs with dropped ears and extraordinarily fluffy dogs. But what they all had in common was that they were all obviously now in situations where they are deeply loved and cared for.
One of the two events I attended today was all about the dogs. The other one was not.