There are a fair number of hazards in the field. Some are risks only in certain areas of the country while others are pretty much out there wherever you go. Most of these are “biohazards” but some, like barbed wire, are man-made and it is a “given” that if there’s anything in an area where a dog can get into trouble, they will manage to find it.
I last came to Crufts (or DFS Crufts, to give its major corporate sponsor, the furniture retailer DFS, its due) 30 years ago, when it was still a (relatively) modest show at Olympia, though already showing signs that it would outgrow that home soon.
Some years ago I served on a committee working to update our constitution and by-laws. The committee chair was a successful trial attorney who I simultaneously loved, respected and found tiresomely verbose. It was one of those jobs one worries will never end…especially bothersome considering the inordinate amount of time being devoted to it. But I walked away grateful for a single great line. “This club,” our chairman tersely remarked, “eats its own.” I have recently come to know exactly what he meant.
This article contains thirteen questions asked of three men who took the same dog to the Westminster Kennel Club Show three times and finally won Best In Show the third time with that dog. They are Mr. F. J. Bob Bartos, Jr. (BB) with the Scottie dog, Ch. Bardene Bingo in 1967, Mr. Richard Chashoudian (RC) with the Lakeland dog, Ch. Jo Ni’s Red Baron of Crofton in 1976, and Mr. Gabriel Rangel (GR) with the Scottie female, Ch. Roundtown Mercedes of Maryscot in 2010.
