Why Steph’s Rat Terriers Won’t Be At The Westminster Dog Show – In Pictures
Rat terriers are one of three new breeds at next week’s 138th annual Westminster Dog Show, but mine weren’t invited.
Find out why…in pictures.
If you ask me, I’ll tell you that rat terriers are the best dog ever. They are loyal, smart, playful and fearless. They are also complete characters, with minds all their own. I have four; Heifer, Dozer, Beeko and Spartacus, my mini rat.
My four darlings won’t be attending, however. Here’s why.
They are always…and I mean always on the wrong side of the door.
This photo really needs no explanation. Spartacus has told me in so many words that the snow is much too deep this winter to do this sort of thing outside.
They love to find the most foul, offensive things you can imagine to supplement their dog food. Our dairy farm is their buffet, and donkey poop is one of their all time favorites.
Beeko (the one that looks guilty) has an unfortunate obsession with my husband’s underwear. He yells, he screams, he threatens…she just won’t leave it alone. A package of new undies is just something I now throw in the basket when I do my shopping.
They’ve been known to dig in the trash. Beeko is the one who got caught this time, but the other two full size terriers are equally as guilty. Spartacus, because of his size, is just an accomplice. Pizza boxes and half eaten bags of micro-wave popcorn are usually primary targets.
Dozer would like to lose five more pounds.
Heifer and Spart are pretty mellow couch potatoes, but Dozer and Beeko, who are brother and sister, are very rambunctious at times. As a result, they get a lot of time outs in their cage, especially when my husband is in the house. He’s the disciplinarian!
Did I mention that they are always on the wrong side of the door?
Okay…so maybe they aren’t show quality. I wouldn’t trade them for anything! My “poops” know all of my secrets and they’re always glad to see me when I walk in the door. They don’t hold a grudge, and they’re pretty easy to please. They are my hot water bottles, and my best friends.
The folks in charge of the Westminster Dog Show don’t know what they’re missing!