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Classic Dog Show Chivalry
Chivalry? At a dog show? That’s what happened in Cleveland when knights in shining armor came to rescue a fallen comrade at the Crown Classic!
Dateline Dec 28 2016 | TheDogPress.com
Joseph Byer, Jr., Research Editor
I’ve looked it up. Qualities
expected of a knight are courage, honor, courtesy, justice, and a readiness to
help the weak. You are about to meet them.
Setting for this classic tale is the
Crown Classic Dog Show in the Cleveland IX Center. The blizzard was predicted to
arrive noonish in Cleveland so we got up at 5:15, walked the dogs, did a light
feeding, packed up the truck, checked out, and arrived at the show at 7:30. You
know how it goes, no time for anything but dogs. Forgot the people food…
Our judge was Pat Hastings, a
reputable gal who could be relied upon to judge the dogs fairly. We chose to go
only the one day so as to minimize the shock of a big show on our puppy bitch. I
went in with my 2 year old boy, Irongate’s Love Wins Out and my handler took our
puppy bitch, Irongate’s Itrana. We entered the ring with 4 other teams. We
gaited, were examined, went down and back, etc. and just before the final
go-around, Mrs. Hastings moved us into fourth place; not ideal but a win still
could happen. She signaled for all teams to go around.
class was three-quarters of the way around when without warning my right leg
erupted into a searing bolt of pain that caused me to hop once and then drop
immediately to the ring mat!
My “hammie” had just locked up
and put me into very intense pain. I hit the floor so hard I realized that I was
NOT getting up anytime soon. In seconds people surrounded me. I vaguely remember
hearing the PA announcement calling for medical personnel to come to Ring 18.
There were questions as to my condition; I had lots of them but my mind was so
scattered. After some physical examinations I was directed to just stay still.
It seemed like considerable time went by as I lay there with waves of pain in my
Judge, Pat Hastings, came over to me and commented “its hell to get old isn’t
it” to which I managed a smile and nodded in agreement. She was extremely
patient as they administered to me where I fell.
Unbeknownst to me the MB-F
Show Superintendent, another MB-F person, the President of the Western Reserve
Kennel Club and a couple of their members, an EMT, and several security men had
assembled ringside. Pat Hastings checked on my condition several times but never
mentioned a word of clearing me from her ring so she could continue in the
After at least 15 minutes of
embarrassing attention and agonizing pain, the Show Secretary suggested that I
might be carried outside the ring. During all that, the ring steward took my
dog’s lead and tried to take him out of the ring. He was very upset at my
condition, people hovering over me, and he didn’t want to leave. I assured him
it was OK. He begrudgingly obeyed and was brought around to ringside to be near
Once moved out of the ring, I was seated in a chair and questioned again as to
condition, pain, and other related queries. The Security people and EMTs, like
Knights of old, stood by after rescuing me with water to hydrate myself. The
EMTs then added Gatorade to help with hydration and Ibuprofen to dull the pain.
It seems that in my haste and show prep for the dogs I had neglected myself and
dehydration was my diagnosis. Their diagnostic questioning revealed I hadn’t
taken the time to eat or drink and on top of that, I had been on a week of cold
medication that had dried me up. The medical people had me gradually flex the
leg and eventually we stood up and a few moments later they had me walking with
strong assistance from the MB-F Super.
The officials asked my better
half if we had friends at the show and how we would proceed from here. Cindee is
in a power chair and quite unable to lift, assist or drive. She mentioned our
friends Ed and Linda Johnson, Bulldog people whom she had seen earlier. They
quickly paged the Johnsons. Our handler had taken the puppy Irongate’s Itrana
into the ring but I was in such shock and pain I missed it. They told me that
our bitch took her class and eventually went RWB to a major.
A cart was brought near so
that I could be transported to my vehicle. Our friends, Ed and Linda, sans their
shining armor but seeing that I could barely walk, went about bringing my truck
to the exit door. Just before the procession to the door began, I was brought
another Gatorade as I assured them I could function albeit in a lot pain. The
advice was to rise slowly and wait in place for a moment and then take it slow.
The driver of the cart, Frank,
was a club member and he was just as caring as all the other folks, making me
feel comfortable in such an awkward situation. He drove me right to the door and
waited until I was safely on my way to the truck. Ed, Mark, Crystal and Linda
saw to it that I got seated in the truck, the dogs loaded in the back, the power
chair up on the carrier and strapped in place, Cindee beside me and finally we
were on our way home.
The caring attitude of the
Western Reserve Kennel Club, the MB-F people and the EMTs, the Security Guards
and other helpers was so overwhelming that I cannot thank them enough. The
Bulldog people, Ed and Linda Johnson who offered total and complete help, Mark,
who lifted CinDee into the truck and Crystal who followed us on our drive to
Pennsylvania just to be sure we were OK – thank you, thank you, thank you!
So the message is that while
you may have complaints about dog shows remember this story of caring people,
who are totally prepared to handle anything and do it professionally and
compassionately. This was the Crown Classic but there are Knights in shining
armor at every dog show. Oh, and when you are preparing the dogs to show, don’t
forget that you need to take care yourself as well. Hydrate!
Pat Hastings was the 2014 recipient of the AKC Lifetime Achievement Award.
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