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 Category:  Humor Non-Fiction
  Posted: July 16, 2017      Views: 30

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A Shocking Victory
"The New Champion" by doggymad




Every year our little town holds a festival known as Lakes and Legends. As the name suggests it encompasses the history of the area and a tour of the local lakes. Of course this is only one small part of it.

There are amusements for the children, street stalls for the bargain hunters and art exhibitions to soothe the tired eyes. It runs for two nights and in the evening those who are fit enough can avail of the music and dancing that goes on well into the night.

Needless to say, as members of the canine fraternity, this sort of thing is not to our liking. If it wasn't for the dogs show we wouldn't dream of supporting the cavorting that goes on at this event. It is horrifying to watch people gyrating like flea ridden camels in time to something described as music.

Last year we decided to grace the show with our presence. It isn't often that people get to gaze upon such perfect specimens as myself and my brother Rodge. We were entered in the best mixed breed category and the dog the judge would like to take home. Sadly, we didn't win anything in the second category. Perhaps the judge couldn't decide between us, so he gave the prize to another small dog. I, Podge came second in the best mixed breed section and, Rodge despite making a dash for the door managed a respectable third.

This year, mom and dad decided that we should take a break from the limelight and opted to bring Rami along to strut his stuff instead. To be honest, we were speechless when we heard the news. After the hopeful trio departed, we consoled ourselves taking bets on how many categories he would disgrace himself in.

About three hours later, we heard the car pull up outside. I warned Rodge to be kind and not to upset poor Rami as I felt sure he would be feeling very sad. How wrong can you get people, how wrong can you get? The little brat sashayed into the house sporting not one, but two rosettes.

He got third prize in the dog the judge would like to take home and a first in best mixed breed. There are no words to describe our amazement at this unexpected coup. With severe difficulty we swallowed our pride and congratulated him on his good fortune. He might be a scruffy looking doggy, but he is still a champion.





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Photo of Rami with his Rosettes. We didn't bring the boys because last year the timber floor caused Podge to become nervous and Rodge to literally run out of the marquee
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