For the past week or so the AJF and I were in sunny California visiting spawn and enjoying a get away.
Max was in dog jail which is how he thinks of boarding. We got some good news upon our return.
We found out that on September 5th our favorite little Yorkie, Miss Kiku, became an AKC Grand Champion, winning Best of Breed to achieve the final qualification for that exalted ranking.
Previously, she had fulfilled the other requirements of winning 25 points and 3 majors, with the last item being to beat three champions.
Her competition was Pierre, a formidable Yorkie with many notches on his collar for wins as a show dog.
He thought he could beat our Kiku but she refused to be intimidated.
“C’est dommage, mademoiselle, but I am French and thus the superior chien,” he said dismissively, trying to rattle Kiku.
“Hon, hon,” she replied in fluent French which no one knew she could speak, “Vous êtes un chien stupide et sentez comme le fromage puant.“
OK, maybe I made up that dialogue but you catch my drift, n’est-ce pas?
On the downside, Miss Kiku’s owner, uh, servant had the sheer effrontery to move out of our happy condo to new digs so it’s not certain we can claim this Fluff Pup as one of our own any more.
But we can always say we knew her when….