Dog Show

Last night while we were deciding what to do after dinner, Pete turned on the 130th Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. We tuned in just in time to see the terrier group. Some of those dogs are so weird, man. Anyway Pete went into the other room and Sally suddenly noticed that there were dogs on the TV screen. She stood on her hind legs and sniffed at the screen. How confusing that must've been for her. Anyway, she watched the show for awhile, and when she got a good vibe from a dog, she squeaked with longing to play with it, and when she got a bad vibe, she barked at it.

It's on again tonight so she and I are going to check it out. She's just happy she doesn't have to get her haircut like this: