Of Wieners And PearlsJust wrapped a splendid l-o-n-g weekend featuring a Saturday at the annual Dachshund Races in Savannah. Ya like wiener dogs? Imagine 200+ yapping Dachsies doing their best to ignore the hand that feeds them and to show off to their brothers and sisters.
Long ride from the deep southwest Florida for the fiance, Little P, Sasha and I, and I conned my guy into a pitstop at the Orlando outlets and a five-minute dash into the Brahmin Bag Store .. . and five minutes at Michael Kors. . . . and five minutes at . . . He was richly rewarded that evening but this is a story about the furry wieners.
Overnighted in St. Augustine and hit up the wonderful beach at Anastasia State Park before checking into downtown Savannah and meeting up with a grade-school pal and her B.F. The pups were wonderfully behaved.
Saturday morning at Morrell Park on the River Walk the yapping doggies congregated with their usual lack of manners and abundance of enthusiasm and flying saliva. There were 20 heats of 10 dogs each, which went off without a hitch (and, thankfully, little sun) although the majority of the participants were far more content and excited to bite their opponents, take two steps from the starting gate and wander about, or raise a leg and add a mark to the inviting smells on the race track.
S and P finished, respectively, last and next to last in their heats. The 30-foot race was far too challenging.
Pups said goodbye, continued their fine behavior for the rest of the trip and came along for outdoor restaurant meals, on a horse-drawn carriage tour of the historical city, to the beach at Tybee Island and the trip back home including a night in Sarasota.
And the pearls. Part of fiance's reward: A p-l-u-n-g-i-n-g back red dress, stilettos that put me eye-to-eye with him, and a red pearl thong. For dessert.
Dressed as a chicken hawk or a game ****.
Waiting in anticipation. The white shirt and patience were worn thin.
And they're off!
Well, one finished. Party at the starting gate.
Dachshunds in disguise!
Savannah and its town-square layout dripped with 'Old South'
And a good night to one of the stars of the trip.