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Posted by eup on September 27, 2008, 3:30 am, in reply to "Some Malt pics and thoughts"
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I is, jmm. And now, you shall force me to tell a Maltese shaggy dogma story- but I'll be brief. (Sort of) And it will have a point- about the importance of researching quality dogs in one's breed of choice- and getting to know the breeder and becoming famil with their lines, and with their fancy's dog-speak/lingo and etc.
Decades back, we went to visit an excellent breeder of Malteds who exhalted in the fancy, plain and simple. He was something of an eccentric, wealthy with almost an estate a la - rolling grounds, manicured gardens and stone terraces. We were to take tea on one of the terraces, after a tour of the grounds- peacocks running about, probably wood nymps if we'd but checked and certainly romping Maltese- all in excellent coat and condition.
But here is the "but checked" part. This dear old gentleman had on puttering about the estate grounds baggy pants- and they were really air-conditioned. Yes in deed. Offering unbeknownst to him, a um seamless view- less than scenic - of his hinter regions.
My mother and I averted our eyes and said not a word. The breeze picked up amid terrace tea and romping Malts. The flag of his baggy underwear then waved jauntily in the wind all the more. Did he not feel the current? We don't know. Phew. . It was all we could think about - as the butler buttled and the peacocks skuttled about us. It was entirely impossible to concentrate on what the wise breeder; kind and amusing, gentle and charming- was telling us about his Maltese. Oh please. "Oh please have another cookie" said he in the quickening breeze. Yipes.
We did not laugh, nor dare wish embarrass him by pointing out that the double pained window of unwanted communication was open wide. All I could think of was "Your pants are torn. Your drawers are open. Your pants are torn. Your drawers are open. Your pants and drawers... mores the pity.... Have mercy upon us!"
We went back many times after that. Never having made mention. Southern ladies don't see men's underwear even when they are seeing it. The Maltese did not care. We didn't either. We looked at the dogs and the dogs looked at us. And it was good. LOL
Jenn, when you meet the warpedly woofed breeders, go with the flow. Shoot the breeze. Be patient and in time, there will be understanding between y'all. They will want to get to know you and you them. And don't blurt out "I see paris I see france..." Nor ask "How much do one of those puppies run?" *G* I know you won't.
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