When I retire from the blogging game, I’m forming my own television network called Dogs Doin’ Stuff. It will show, you know, dogs doin’ stuff. Tell me you wouldn’t watch around-the-clock programming of these precocious creatures.
Like this golden retriever here, who had no interest in an agility contest but immense interest in food.
There is no way you convince me — or the dog for that matter — it wasn’t the true winner.