I used to love watching Crufts with our dog Gracie. Gracie was a Westie – a West Highland White. Mr Furlong didn’t like her very much as she was simply one trouble after another – a PAIN!
Gracie had a genetic skin disorder from her very high breeding. In those days, The Kennel Club, would not divulge the whereabouts of Gracie’s breeder, though I knew the breeder was a “she” and lived in Yorkshire. I would have visited her, for sure.
I would have ranted on about how irresponsible it is to breed on with dogs known to have a genetic flaw. The flaw in Westies only appears at about two years old. Breeders breeding from bitches less than two, therefore, cannot know what they are passing on. The skin disorder causes untold suffering for the dogs and the owners.
Gracie is no longer with us. But every Crufts, I miss her. She and I would sit on the sofa and watch. Gracie especially loved the Flyball.
She would have been VERY pleased that one of HER kind won the Best in Show.
Gracie SAW the images on the TV. She was aware the images were dogs. And her attention was rapt.
Unlike Bobby, the current Furlong dog. He is unable to “see” anything and has absolutely no clue. Must be genetic too.
Silly old mutt.