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OK those poofy types are not for me, I got a half border collie half australian shepherd that is THE BEST DOG IN THE WORLD.
But I like dogs & I get a kick out of seeing all the weird breeds. :eek:
The National...I watched it, and I think the English Foxhound was the best dog. I love Standard Poodles, but not in the show cut. I also loved the Newfie...what a baby-doll!
Bud...FYI, I have the best dog in the world. :D
11-29-2002, 05:31 PM
Donn, you would love it where my brother
lives in N Virginia. They raise English
Foxhounds right down the road from his house.
11-29-2002, 05:33 PM
Does anyone know the origin of that weird show trim given to poodles? Standard poodles are really nice dogs, but what's with the frou frou?
Jack...Standard Poodles were originally water dogs, and they were trimmed to expose muscled parts of their bodies for better hydrodynamics, and left unshorn over organ parts to keep them warm. The puffball tail was for visibility in the water. The most commonly used show clip (shown above) is the "continental" clip...a highly styled variation of the original working clip.
11-30-2002, 06:13 PM
Still think the Newfoundland should have won.
That poodle looks like a bar bimbo!
12-01-2002, 12:26 PM
I agree--I saw several dogs in that show that are a cut above that puffed-out poodle. It's hard to believe that all domestic dogs are the same species, and theoretically could interbreed and produce offspring. Is that mechanically possible with a Chihuahua and a Great Dane?
12-01-2002, 12:33 PM
If by mechanically, you mean by artificial methods, then by all means :D .
Let's make the bitch the Dane. Lord knows what those giant genes would do to a poor girl Chi dog.
Actually, I don't know how common such weird crosses are, but I'll bet they happen from time to time. Where phermones are at work...
12-04-2002, 02:50 AM
Ish: I guess I meant "naturally" instead of mechanically. One of the wharf rats at Berkeley Yacht Harbor had a Welsh corgi, which as you know is pretty low-slung. He fell in love with a rather tall spaniel mix, but just couldn't gain enough altitude to consummate his desire. He spent a goodly part of one afternoon trying to get his lady love to back up to an orange crate that had been conveniently left on the dock. But every time he maneuvered her into position and jumped onto the crate she walked away, leaving him high but not dry. That frustrated corgi was a wonder to behold.
12-04-2002, 06:30 PM
Originally posted by Bayboat:
IIt's hard to believe that all domestic dogs are the same species, and theoretically could interbreed and produce offspring. Is that mechanically possible with a Chihuahua and a Great Dane?After the Scots/Aussie songwriter Eric Bogle wrote Nobody's Moggy Now, he "alienated every cat-lover in the Southern Hemisphere, and a fair proportion in the Northern Hemisphere as well". So he felt he had to give the dog lovers of the world equal opportunity.
He wrote a song describing a meeting between a chihuahua and a Saint Bernard. Enjoy :D
by Eric Bogle
Well, I used to have a doggie and I called him 'Little Gomez'
'cause you see, he was a Mexican Chihuahua.
There wasn't much of him, but what there was was all cojones,
he really was a randy little fella.
Big dogs, small dogs, it mattered not to him,
the canine equivalent to Errol Flynn.
At the drop of a sombrero he'd jump up and get stuck in,
taking Gomez out for walkies was embarassing (rep. last line in each verse).
I remember one day in the park, his tally rose by four,
an enviable score he was amassing,
two rather pleased and patient Poodles and an outraged Labrador
and a Wombat who just happened to be passing.
I tried a hundred ways to curb his carnal appetite,
kept him on a lead on day, locked him up at night.
I even put some bromide in his chunky meaty-bites!
But the only thing that might have worked was Kryptonite.
Then came the fateful morning when he tried to consummate
a liaison with a St. Bernard called Blodwyn.
And even though he was quite clearly fighting well above his weight
he didn't let that minor detail stop him.
He nearly pulled it off, oh, what an acrobat,
but Blodwyn got bored and down she sat.
They say that after making love you often feel quite flat,
I'm sure that Little Gomez would agree with that.
So I buried Gomez in the park, his happy hunting ground,
a sad but fitting finale.
I had to dig a grave that was rather long and round,
'cause he looked like a squashed tamale.
But I really missed my wee Chihuahua chum,
so I went down to the petshop to buy another one,
I went in feeling happy, but I came out feeling glum,
because the man down at the petshop loved corny puns!
CODA: And he said:
Yes, we have no Chihuahuas,
we have no Chihuahuas today.
We've Alsatians, Dalmatians, and the fruits of a flirtation
between a half-blind Pekinese and a toupee.
But yes, we have no Chihuahuas,
we have no Chihuahuas today.
Nobody's Moggy Now
by Eric Bogle
Somebody's moggy by the side of the road
Somebody's moggy who forgot his highway code
Someone's favourite feline who ran clean out of luck
When he ran onto the road and tried to argue with a truck
Yesterday he burled and played in his pussy paradise
Decapitating tweety birds and masticating mice
Now he's just six pounds of raw minced meat
That don't smell very nice
He's nobody's moggy now.
You who love your pussy, be sure to keep him in
Don't let him argue with a truck, the truck is bound to win
And upon a busy road, don't let him play or frolic
If you do, I'm warning you, it could be cat-astrophic
If he tries to play on the roadway I'm afraid that will be that
There will be one last despairing meouw and a sort of squelchy splat
And your pussy will be slightly dead and very very flat
He's nobody's moggy, just red and squashed and soggy,
He's nobody's moggy nooow, hoummmmm...
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