It all started with a croissant. Or so they say. Serena (my lovely girlfriend) and I woke up at 9am on saturday January 27 and Serena insisted that I get croissants and coffee. So I did. And I did not regret it. I got myself a drip coffee with whole milk and I got her a Cappucino (to drink). I went to this place to get the stuff and Serena and I were pleasantly surprised at the high quality of the both the covfee and the croissants. At appx. 10:40 am we set out to head to the flagship even of our weekend: AKC Meet the Breeds 2024.
Serena made plans earlier in the week to meet with her coworker Micaela at 11am at the Javits Center. We e-biked from my apartment on the Upper West Side mostly without incident along the West Side Highway. The single in question was with a man driving a Maybach at one of the cruise ship terminals. I biked across the street in front of him and then waited for Serena to cross (as a gentleman does). This, for some reason, seemed to enrage him. I was tempted to flip him off but the wiser side of my brain told me it was not worth it. Common knowledge suggests it does not generally help to get angry in these situations. I'm embarassed writing this because my last blog post had a similar incident. Perhaps it is a larger societal problem that these types of situations appear so frequently. I can't be the only one. Anyways, we arrived a bit late to Javits Center but Micaela was running late so it was no sweat at all. Thank God.
What follows are photos of both the people and the dogs that I saw at the dog show. I will reflect a bit after the photos for those of you who are enjoying the writing. Just bear with me. Anyways, I will probably add a paragraph about the Cocker Spaniels because they hold a special place in my heart
Gives you a sense of the scale. Guy on the right eyeing me. Good vibes though.
Guy and baby. Guy and phone.
Welp the guy blocked the dog. His outfit is classic of a certain type of guy. I guess I'm just talking about guys so far.
While I think that overall it was an awesome event the dogs a lot of times felt claustrophobic. Cute ass dog. I forget what the breed is. Email me if you know
Maybe its a terrier of some sort. Beautiful dog though. The hair color of the dog looks like that of a middle-aged person who gets their hair dyed but is in the process of going back au naturale.
Serena (left) and Micaela (right) marveling at the naturale middle aged hair dog (Yorkshire Terrier).
I don't know this breed of dog either unfortunately. Trim and elegant. Like a whippet. Maybe its a whippet.
Friggin classic-style poodle. So awesome. Stunna for sure.
I don't really give a crap about this type of dog. But I liked how tender everyone looks.
I don't think anyone was unhappy. Really was surprised at the good vibes at the event.
Anotha motha fucka.
A third motha fucka. This time murdered out.
Is this even a damn dog?? Crazy asss.... Serena says that it's a Pekingese
One of the food options at the Javits Center. I did not eat from there though.
Pharoah Hound for those that are wondering. Great dog breed, great website.
Anotha one! Or so they say... of the Pharoah Hound guy
These guys look apocalypic. Long-limbed guys. Irish wolfhounds if ya don'e already know.
Pugs are fucked!!!!
Depressed as all hell. I'd be depressed too iff I looked like that haha.
In the middle of the event room (it was a big room but I guess it was a single room??) there was a fenced off space for the various municipal entities (police, firemen, ambulancemen, etc) to show off their dog training prowess. To me it looked like they were just running around with a dog. To others, however, (including my girlfriend) it was an impressive display of animal husbandry on the part of the police/fire/EMS-man. I respect it. I don't want my take here to be "Go Sports" or anything like that. Dogs are unwieldy as all hell.
Now we are getting into the Cocker Spaniel section. First we start with the English Cockers, then the Americans. My mom has a Cocker Spaniel named Roger.
Cockers are awesome, plain and simple. When he's excited instead of just wagging his tail he wags his whole body. I think if he could explode as an expression of excitement he would. When I put him in the car to drive hime places he sits backwards like a psycho. He's the most zestful being I've ever encountered ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Okay, onto the cocker section of the dog show.
With Cockers I feel a sort of primitive connection. Like seeing one hijacks the electric highways that link the newer part of my brains to my eyes and just wires it directly to the Amygdala or whatever you call it. Kind of like the movie Speed maybe. Except my brain is the Los Angeles Highway System and the cocker spaniel is the terrorist and Keanu Reeves fails to stop the terrorist.
My girlfriend Serena loves dogs. I love dogs. We humans would be a lot worse off without them. Taking care of a dog teaches you a selfless satisfaction that's hard-to-find in modern life where everyones a damn atheist and any shred of community has been eliminated and replaced by cynicism and selfishness. I'm not above it!! Just pointing it out. Cockers are awesome. Dogs are awesome.
Quick aside. Ed and I are Jets fans. The Jets were... disappointing this year. Both of the aforementioned playoffs games were not. The teams I was rooting for both lost though, Ravens and Lions. Football is tragic sometimes. Life in miniature. yada-yada.
And now I end this blog post as I set out another adventure on Saturday Feb 3, 2024 at 1:17 pm with my girlfriend Serena. We are going to Red Hook I believe. Go be random and take pics and make a blog post. What the f*ck else is there to do at times like this.