Saturday, March 23, 2013
This is Peanut. According to her Miss Altadena application, Peanut is a full-blooded Golden Retriever. To this we say, yes, like the Golden Retriever, she has a tongue and four legs. Peanut tips the scale at a little over 15 pounds, and is only a foot tall on a good day. We've submitted her purebred claim to our commission for further review.
Peanut, who hooked up with Janet, her owner, a year and a half ago, has been circumspect about her past. From what Janet has been able to piece together, Peanut graduated from high school and went on to enroll in a liberal arts program at a local community college. And then, as they say, the screen goes dark. A romance gone terribly, terribly wrong? Substance abuse? Who knows. But with the help of Janet, Peanut has pulled her life together.
Turn-on's: Barking at people I know really really well.
Turn-offs: Anyone who calls me Shorty.
Special Talents: Carpentry. "When Janet leaves the house, I carve and craft doggy doors. Check out my latest entry leading from the kitchen to the back yard. I also aspire to something more sophisticated; I'd like to sink my teeth into the trim around the windows and baseboards."
What say you, Judge?
When first we met, I found Peanut attractive (in spite of her name). Carpe Diem, I dove for her nethers, and she bit my nose. When I drew back -- as you would too, in a combination of hurt and confusion -- she bit my ankle. I'm sorry, call me punctilious, but Really! When one member of a pair lacks any sense of etiquette, where's the common ground? I tried to kick her to the curb, but she wouldn't let go.