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i admire you booie , i could have never kept my mouth shut, i would have let her know the true reason for the vote, in fact everyone would have known if left up to me, that is if they didn't already know
Someone in the Community donated fish to the club so they could be in the fair. It was nice to see the supportCan't like that Ron. There is always an "element" that can't/won't succeed so they have to "poison," anyone else's efforts that would.
Many years ago when I showed dogs, bad folks would clip off a dog's coat before the dog was shown. Someone threw acid on a competitors dog. Sometimes they would spill dye on it. It was easier then because some shows were benched and dogs would be there till evening. There are always nasty folks just waiting for their chance.
Last time I went to a Dog show to meet old friends, an exhibitor was darkening the dog's nose - it was pink - supposed to be black. Not unusual for her but, she was doing it right in front of many spectators. One woman asked me if that was permitted, and I told her "NO" but funny how no AKC reps were around any of the many times she did it.
What a B !My next door neighbor. We got along fine until I was on the town council and voted against her daughter getting a liquor license to bolster her failing restaurant. The restaurant was failing because it was a dirty, nasty place to eat, and no amount of liquor was going to change that. Besides, there's a bar on the same block as the Cowtown Cafe, and a mostly LDS town of just 600 people doesn't need two bars. She yelled at me across the fence and called me all kinds of profane names. I can handle that. She worked where Kenny did at the Red Apple and tried to make his life there living hell at first, but then she settled down. I can handle that too. She'll talk to Ken and Tam, Jenny and Kenny, but not to me. And that I can handle. When I got disabled parking set up for the pool and the new splash park, she made some snide remark to her daughter, deliberately loud enough for me to hear, to the effect that I was on the council to get special privileges for - and this was totally clear - "that retarded crippled kid." Ken had to hold me back, then. That I couldn't handle.
We'll get a Go Fund Me page set up asap.I have bail money for ya Blooie! Go get'em girl!