Who has done an amazing job of not turning this blog into the Tales of Puppy Mikkimoto? This girl! That’s who.
And just when you thought you were in the clear…
Last weekend the family loaded up and headed an hour south for Pooch Fest. (Yes, we are now a family that does this sort of activity and thinks it’s the best thing ever. OK “family” might be a strong word. “I” think it’s the best thing ever.)
Not only was the idea of getting together with a bunch of other dog obsessed humans thrilling but our breeder was going to be there with her crew, which included Eddie’s biological mom (I’m his REAL mommy goddammit! – and yes I really just said that) and his sister.
As all the dogs romped around and played in the city park’s wading pool (this was a city sanctioned activity. We didn’t just take over the pool. But that would have been awesome.) Sharon said to me, “Hey, before you neuter Eddie let me look at him. You know it was between him and his brother on who we would keep to show. I promise I’ll never take him away from you, I just might want to show him. He’s got a great head.”
And then the clouds parted and the angels sang.
People, this was like Calvin Klein coming up to you on the playground, looking at your son and saying, “Before you get him bar mitzvah’ed let me look at him. I might have a billboard in Times Square with his name on it.”
Sharon doesn’t mince words and knows her stuff. Eddie’s dad won “Best in Show” four times and his mom a few times. Eddie is dog show royalty. (although when he’s eating the hair out of my bathtub drain, one begins to wonder…)
Since then I haven’t been able to get the idea of Eddie the Super Pup being awarded a blue ribbon at Westminster and subsequently being on the bag of Purina Pro. So I’ve taken a tip from Toddlers in Tiaras and started to work with him.
Edison, smile for the camera…
You call that a smile? Let’s try again please.
Interesting but not what the judges will be looking for. Listen, if you don’t smile big I’m going to make you sit in hair and makeup for another two hours! I need more tongue and more cowbell while we’re at it.
Now, you’re mocking me.
Give me just one great smile and I’ll put away the camera and give you my flip flop.
Good boy.






