Something We Can All Support: H.R. 985, Picking Up Where Cafa Left Off

Regular blog readers may recall that, every year, we eagerly await a Monday and Tuesday right around February 14^th. This has nothing to do with Valentine's Day (though we like a dozen roses and a box of chocolates as much as the next person.) No, at this time every year (for the past eighteen or so) we cross our fingers that there is no blizzard, beg everyone in our work life to cover any emergencies, and head to New York for the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show. This year was the 141^st annual show, and, as always, it was a mecca for all things dog. As we ate breakfast in our hotel, we were visited by Mobius, a red Doberman so tall he had to lean down to attempt to taste our complimentary make-it-ourselves waffle. To board the shuttle from the Hotel Pennsylvania (worthy of its own post) to Piers 92 and 94 for the daytime breed judging, we had to step over "Sky," a 140-pound Greater Swiss Mountain Dog sprawled in the aisle of the bus, calmly oblivious to accidental bumps