Westminster Dog Show Part 4
And now to the last of what I saw at Westminster. All in all, it was a very pleasant evening, but I’m an early-to-bed kind of guy and didn’t want to get home just before midnight. So, once the Terrier group was finished, I decided to head out.
I’m glad that the Terriers were the second group. Had they been the last, I would have been more tempted to stay. But I probably would have left anyway.
Lakeland Terrier #6
One think I found very interesting is captured in the picture above. The handlers are actually moving quite a bit faster than it appears on TV. In the above case (and in too many of these pictures), they’re practically just a blur.
Manchester Terrier (standard) #9.
Miniature Bull Terrier #11.
Miniature Schnauzer #5. The last dog I had was this breed. Just a wonderful little dog: didn’t bark, didn’t shed, and didn’t lick. And watched every move I ever made: that dog knew my mind…and how to get food out of me.
Norfolk Terrier #7.
Norwich Terrier #8. I’ve always thought it was strange that they separate the Norwich and the Norfolk. With the exception of the ears being up on the Norfolk, they appear exactly alike. The ear difference doesn’t seem enough to differentiate for me. (Of course, the 13-inch versus the 15-inch Beagles where both sides can reportly be born in the same litter seems just as strange.)
Parson Russell Terrier #5.
Scottish Terrier #8. The Scottie is always a crowd favorite. It’s the first dog I really remember from my childhood (I have faint memories of an earlier one, though.) For all my less-than-stellar pictures in these postings, I kind of like this picture of the Scottie. The problem with Scottie pictures is that the blackest ones take the worst pictures, but their color is one of the key attributes. As normal, you can’t see any of the detail in the dog below, but it has that perfect profile.
Sealyham Terrier #5. Look at the exuberance in this dog. It won the Terrier Group and I sure didn’t resent the choice. As much as I liked some of the others, this one was special.
Skye Terrier #6.
Soft Coated Wheaten Terrier #15.
Staffordshire Bull Terrier #6.
Welsh Terrier #11.
West Highland White Terrier #15. This was the last of the Terriers.
Then it was time for the judging.
Once again, there was no voiceover from the announcer. You got a general idea of who was being selected, but it was all done in relative silence. The Sealyham won and the others congratulated the handler.
And the final four picture.
At this point, the TV commercials started and we finally got the verbal announcement. I, of course, wasn’t sure exactly which dog had won up to that moment, but I was certainly in the minority of the crowd. From the previous break between groups, I knew that there was going to be a long wait for the next group, so decided it was time to leave.
Actually, there was a mass of people getting up and moving out. Most were probably going to take a break themselves, but I was in a crowd that kept on going to the outside. I guess others either had to work or just wanted to see the Terriers.