This is Sullivan. He won best of opposite sex in the Great Dane competition, which means he gets a ribbon and balloons and the cow dog next to him gets nothing. (Neither have any idea who won, or that there was even a competition. Dogs are fantastic.) Anytime you see a Great Dane owner telling their dog that they're a "good boy," you can tell them that he's not as good as Sullivan. Sullivan is officially the best boy in America.
This is the Russell Terrier, one of two breeds being shown at Westminster for the first time in 2013. It's similar to, but distinct from, the more well-known Jack Russell Terrier. It was developed in Australia, and is slightly stockier, has a rough coat, and anecdotally keeps a more even keel. I'm not sure if this guy was in the show, or just stowed away in the luggage.
They've even more fun in pairs.
It's almost not fair to be a dog when a Golden Retriever comes around. No one's going to pay attention to you. No one's going to take your picture. They're going to flock to the Golden, who's invariably calm and smiling and receiving a line of people waiting to scratch behind its ears. Life is pretty good when you're perfect.
This is a rat. I'm not sure how it got in my dog photos.
Seconds after this was taken, this Husky stole a piece of gum out of a girl's mouth. We were all very impressed.
Cerberus, only if the heads wore sparkly and pink collars, and, being Boxers, were functionally unsuitable for following commands.
Me with Seymour from that one really sad episode of Futurama. I'm tearing up just thinking about it.
The judging's over. The hard part's done. Now it's time for a dog to just be a dog, you know?
Goodnight, Westminster. Until next year.
(PSA: Adopt a shelter dog [or cat]!)
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