This past weekend, I was a lucky spectator of a local Germanfest tradition - the Weinerdog Nationals. As a former runner, I thought I had seen it all - but nothing can truly prepare you for racing Dachshunds (literal German translation: Dog which hunts McDonald's cheeseburgers). The main reason for that most of the dogs have no clue what they are doing and, therefore, it is not uncommon to see dogs going in the wrong directions, barking at the crowd, and dogs that never even venture out from the starting line. Once in a while, a dog finishes a race.
I believe it would be safe to say that this was a fulfilling weekend.
Monday, June 12, 2006
The Weinerdog Nationals
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment