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World’ s Ugliest Dog Contest
Sonoma–Marin Fair, Northern California
June 26, 2009
This contest has become a world famous showcase for the ugliest of dogs. Miss Ellie, a 15–year old Chinese crested from Tennessee, was expected to win yet again. But the surprise victory went to an unknown: Pabst, a Boxer mix from Citrus Heights, California. Pabst has an amazing underbite and wowed the crowd with his sly grin.
He not only came away with a 4–foot tall champion’s trophy, but a cool $2,000 and a modeling contract with House of Dog in Los Angeles. He even has a chance to gain fame on the Animal Planet cable show along with appearances on national TV. We’re proud of you, Pabst. Keep on grinning!
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On a recent beautiful Saturday in San Diego, Buddy, a Jack Russell terrier—along with his owner, Bruce Hooker—was hanging ten at the 4th Annual Loews Coronado Bay Resort Surf Dog Competition, a fund-raiser to benefit the Modest Needs Foundation, which aims to prevent poverty before it begins. With his owner, Buddy went out further than any other dog in the competition and surfed wave after wave.
Thousands of dog lovers watched in disbelief as Buddy, an experienced surfer, caught the wave that would win him the championship title. As he rode the swell, he made it very clear other surfers needed to keep their distance: He barked—loudly—the entire time.
Each dog/team had three waves (or chances) to impress the judges and was scored on confidence level, length of ride and overall ability to “grip it and rip it.” Way to go, Buddy!
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John Lithgow, Tony Award winner, has been entertaining pint-sized audiences for decades. His latest children’s book, I Got Tw
o Dogs, is about two mischievous dogs named Fanny and Blue. Fanny and Blue may not be the smartest dogs, and they may not be the best-behaved dogs, but they are definitely the most-loved dogs.
The bouncy, word rhyming text and the song in the accompanying sing-along CD – is based on Lithgow’s own family’s two dogs. Out of all the songs that I’ve made up for kids, this is their absolute favorite,” he says. And Robert Neubecker’s eye-popping illustrations capture the joy of all things dog.
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Excerpt from a Dog’s Diary:
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!
Excerpt from a Cat’s Diary:
• Day 983 of my captivity.
• My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
• They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
• The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
• Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a ‘good little hunter’ I am. Bastards.
• There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of ‘allergies.’ I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
• Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs.
• I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
• The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now………
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