A Scottie won Westminster. What's your favorite breed?

February 19, 2010

Regal beagles
Ron Fritz

Baltimore Sun

I think they should have some new rules at Westminster.

Any dog who has its hair styled is out. It's not a real dog.

Any dog who is shaved where no man or animal should be shaved is out. It's not a real dog.

I imagine one of the Labs or bulldogs turning to the miniature poodle and saying, "Dude, you know they shaved your butt, right? How much do you get paid for allowing that?"

But the best breed is the beagle. When Uno won best in show in 2008, beagle owners were vindicated. For years, Westminster overlooked one of the nation's most popular dogs. I know they don't choose winners based on cuteness, but the beagle is well put together, has a great temperament and shows unconditional love to its owner. There's nothing better than seeing a beagle start wagging its tail when it spots you.

A beagle isn't just best in show. It's simply the best.

rfritz2@tribune.com

Man's best friend
Keith Groller

The Morning Call

Asking someone to talk about a favorite breed among dog lovers is like asking a Cowboys fan to go into a South Philly bar and make a speech about his favorite team. You may have good intentions, but you're going to get pummeled before too long.

I won't say a Labrador is the best breed. I'll only say it's the best for a guy such as me who wants a pooch to give him unending loyalty, a look of cheerful enthusiasm even on the gloomiest of days and whose biggest flaw is an insatiable appetite.

Kids, cats, even lunatics screaming at TV screens during sporting events - nothing bothered my late chocolate Lab. When I'm ready for another dog, I'll look for another Lab.

kgroller@tribune.com

Small wonders
Paul Doyle

Hartford Courant

Let's start this discussion with the dog lover's motto: "There are no bad dogs, only bad owners." And in defense of any of those dogs disguised as a bouffant at the Westminster Dog Show, let's take it a step further: "There are no foofy dogs, only foofy owners."

This brings us to the bichon frise, a breed associated mostly with Aqua Net thanks to perennial appearances at Westminster. Before our home was graced with a bichon named Daisy, we thought the same thing as you - delicate little dogs that fit comfortably in Paris Hilton's purse.

Well, after a lifetime of mutts and a stint with neurotic dachshund, we've found the perfect breed. Smart and playful, loyal and attentive.

Look, we love all breeds and mixed breeds at this address. But today, we cast our vote for the bichon frise. Until our next dog.

pdoyle@tribune.com

An acquired taste
George Diaz

Orlando Sentinel

Much like cabbage and green beans, boxers are an acquired taste.

My two - Marvin and Mia - sometimes eat their poop. Sometimes they might eat the cat poop. Sometimes Marvin simply tries to eat the cat.

Boxers belch. They discharge odorous gasses right about the time you're taking a bite out of a sandwich.

Some people might find this disgusting. I say it's part of the charm.

Boxers are a loyal and loving breed. I've got the drool stains on my face to prove it.

If she could talk, Sadie the Scottish terrier would tell you something I already know:

She has boxer envy.

Burp. Fart. Belch.

gdiaz2@tribune.com

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