Saturday August 28, 2010

One of my very favorite things to do in San Diego is the annual Wiener Dog Races. The first round is mostly dogs that have no idea what’s going on with the occasional sprinter who has been training. The winners of today’s races go onto compete again at the Del Mar Race Track on September 6th…the winner of it all gets to ride on the Wienerschnitzel float in the Holiday Bowl parade. One person drops the dog into the corral and then when the door opens the idea is that your Daschund is smart enough to listen and look for you at the other end of the track. Supposedly if your dog shits on the track they are immediately disqualified, but I have no proof of that. Today’s goal with Payton, Oscar and Bailey was simply to finish. They were all amped and ready to race. Well, actually I don’t know that for sure since I don’t speak dog, but they were all starved by their owners so as not to slow them down during race time. None of them have participated in the races before, so really it would be a miracle if any of them actually won. It would be especially miraculous if Payton won since she only has vision in one eye.

Payton’s owner is Steven Daigle from Big Brother #10. He recently moved to San Diego from Texas and I just loooove him. Oh, PS he also does gay porn now Payton arrived in her warm up track suit.

Oscar, owned by Eric, is one of those dogs who becomes consumed by the squeaky toy. He destroys it immediately and barks incessantly until you give him a new one. Or until you slap him. JK.

Bailey is just a sweetheart, owned by Claw.

Zimmer was feeling left out so I took his photo with the fish eye lens as well. Good boy, Zimmer.

Eric arrived earlier than us so Oscar raced a little bit ahead of us. I was not prepared so I missed his first race. sorry!

So cute!

Jenn was the one releasing Payton.

So embarassing.

All kinds of folks turn out for the races!

OK Payton and Bailey race #1.

Jenn and Zim dropping them into the gates. On your mark! Get set!

Hahahahah poor Payton is lost looking for her Dad with her one eye. Bailey is cruising to get her little bite of ham.

Payton: “Hey are you my Dad?”

Payton: “Well, have you seen my Dad?”

Poor little thing. Jenn finally had to grab her and take her down to Steven. We were all dying laughing.

Claw brought Lunchables for Bailey to snack on. Lunchables. Yes, Lunchables.

Don’t think for a second that this is my first rodeo. Of course we had cocktails.

Between races Zim and I did a little sightseeing.

Umm, excuse me. Get yer fucking mutant Daschund out of here. Look at the size of that thing! How unfair to race one 3x the size of the other normal ones. Christ.

I love this shot. BLISS.

Bailey is actually rubbing herself in Steven’s nasty chewing tobacco spit. He is from Texas, after all.

OK Oscar, race #2! Second place! woohoo!

Emma and Zim dropping the girls again.

lol look at Emma’s hands. She thinks it’s Top Chef or something I guess. HANDS UP!

Steven was screaming her name at the top of his lungs this time. It was so funny with his accent “PAAAAYTON” She heard him though!

Go Payton, go!

Who cares if she ran to someone else, she made it to the end.

So cute and so curious.

Their fat little paws kill me.

Which way to McGregors?? It’s time to eat.

Jack and pickle juice. It was not even noon. oh gawd.

Weird looking skull beer foam.

The waitress had 2 different colored eyes like Bailey!

It was a perfectly fun start to a perfectly fun Saturday.