Kennel blind

Though some folks think I am, I'm not;

Though YOU perhaps show signs,

But in us it's surely justified:

Just LOOK at our dog's lines!

 

They really can't be faulted,

Which is more than some can say,

And the pups WE'VE bred are perfect,

And will beat the lot, someday.

 

You certainly have reason

To be SLIGHTLY kennel blind;

Your dogs ARE bred from my dogs,

And there ARE no faults in mine!

 

But doesn't it just sicken you

to hear that Mrs. Bing

Has PUPPIES from her ghastly pair

Due later in the Spring?

 

You wonder that she had the NERVE

To breed from "A" and "B;"

He's crippled; and she's cowhocked;

And they surely have HD.

 

(You can see it in their movement,'

No matter WHAT the vet's say.

I wonder why folks waste their time

And money on an x-ray?)

 

Remember when her import

Beat my dog? Well, I'm no prude,

But I hear on good authority

The judge that day was stewed!

 

Reminds me of the dog from East

That always wins at shows

But only under judges

That the owner really knows.

 

And how about the dog from West

That won the other day?!

I hear the owner had THAT judge

Around her place to stay!

 

Exhibitors are a jealous lot

I'm sure you will agree;

They seldom have a good word

For the winner ... but not me!

 

I never mind when beaten

By a better dog than mine;

But he's not been born - AND NEVER WILL -

AND I'M NOT KENNEL BLIND!

 

(Author unknown)