Sunday, March 12, 2006

Crufts. I was drawn back. There's a woman, in a black Elvis costume, dancing to All That Jazz with a Border Collie. The crowd are going crazy for it, judging by the amount of camera flashes. The collie takes the woman's walking cane in its mouth and spins around like a ballerina. The dog, I have to add, is a better mover than the owner. The dog is made to dance around on its back legs, far too reminiscent of a dancing bear for animal lovers' liking, you'd think. Ben Fogle said, post this bizarre moment, "I think I'm lost for words". Quite. Well done, Mary Ray and Foxy, funniest thing on telly for months. And, thank the lord, the woman has a website! I just love the logo, which is surely one dog being mounted by another, egged on by none other than a frisky, hotstepping, Mary Ray herself. According to her site, Mary Ray "was one of the first British handlers to work a brown and white collie". You can't argue with that, can you?

Listening: Crass - Feeding of the 5,000

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