This is ALSO how we show...

Don't judge me...

Not only do I look pretty... I herd sheep; I run clean in agility; I am obedient; I am my master's protector; I am a big brother; I am a father; I am a son. I shall not be judged on looks alone. I am Collie... hear me "ROOOoooOOoooo"!



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Chance, BOB @ Gettysburg...

I strutted...


And I stood...


I strutted some more...


And I looked pretty...


I got checked over...


And I won a Best of Breed at Gettysburg! Then I got steak!

California... Day 5... Part 1 of 2...

On our last day of shows Chance was looking as regal as ever.


After the show... Cayenne asked her older brother if they should play "bitey-face".


And Chance decided they shall. This went on for a good ten minutes.


In case I confused anyone, we call Chance "the wag" and "Waggy" because his tail goes "flip-flip-flip-flip-flip" when he is happy.

Wag and his cousin Phoebe used the fountain for a family photo op.


And Wag's younger sister, Cayenne, figured it was a nice shot... so why not :)


Although the sky was gray by the show grounds, it was beautiful just forty minutes away at Huntington Beach.


This beach is famous for its surf and the competitions that are held here. I had no idea how close to the shore the drilling rigs were.


The pier is a main attraction but the Wag was not welcomed by local police. When will they realize that if my dogs are not welcome then my money must not be welcome either?


Click the below image for a panorama of the main strip. The red curb on the right and left ar connected and that road stretches along the shore.


Ok, what would a vacation be without food? We had fantastic burritos and margaritas. I finally got to eat at both Jack-in-the-Box and In-Out burger. JITB was delicious and IO was on par with Long Island's very own All American.

But we took a chance (no pun intended) and tried Papa Joe's Pizza. You have to remember that I'm from NY and I love my NY pizza... but, it was actually quite good! And not only did I like it...


But my wife liked it...


And so did the Wag!


Remember... where I go, my dog goes... and if you say no, I'll spend my ducketts elsewhere. The trip rounds out tomorrow. See you then...

Hollywood is a dirthole... Day 3...

Day three started with another dog show. This was an all breed show and was held at a big complex.


Cayenne was getting more comfortable near the breed rings and was eager to please her masters and breeders.


Chance (The Wag) gave a little "sucky face" to the camera.


Then he was all about business...


He showed well but no advancement today.


Sadie's owners are friends of ours. Isn't she precious?


Now for the title of this post.


Why didn't anyone warn me? What a dump Hollywood is.


The sign says it all :)


"That female impostor ain't got nuthin' on me!"


So why did I hate Hollywood so much? It's a TRAP! When a street sign says one hour metered parking from 9am to 4pm... and you put an hours worth of change in a meter at 3:30pm... you expect to be safe. But instead, we returned to our vehicle at 4:15 and it was on a tow-truck!!!

We had all our belongings in the vehicle because we were going to a new hotel and pleaded with the officer to not tow it. We were told that it was a no parking zone after 4pm (F*#@) Sooooo, we had to pay $152 to the tow people to release the vehicle and we have an additional $140 fine that we have to send to CA.

AND I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN INDY YET! I should have gone to the movies and said F*#@ Hollywood. What a freakin' dump :(


If we were a minute later we would have been screwed. If it wasn't for the fun lunch I had with Stefan my vacation would have officially sucked! Thanks again for the personal meet and greet and book signing :)

And, apologies to Old Old Lady in the Hills. She lives in a beautiful house overlooking what I called a dump. If I had planned ahead I might have been able to meet her... and had a better time in Hollywood.