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144 Westies All in One Place…
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A Trip to the 2004 Roving
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by Nancy Berger
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When the West Highland White Terrier Club of
America’s (WHWTCA) publication, the
Westie Imprint, arrives in my
mailbox every quarter, I eagerly grab it and
then set it aside for later reading, a reward
after doing a particularly challenging chore.
I love all the photos in the Westie Imprint
of the handsome and beautiful Westies groomed
and posed to perfection.
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When news came in the Westie Imprint
announcing the WHWTCA’s 2004 Roving dog show
was going to be hosted by the West Highland
White Terrier Club of Greater Washington
(WHWTCGW) in a town nearby Washington, DC,
(offering some interesting side trips for my
husband, Walt), I thought, yes, let’s go and
see all these beautiful Westie winners in
person!
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I
called club members Jim and Sandy Gilmer and
told them how much fun it would be to attend
the Roving together. The next thing we knew we
were all calling United Airlines and booking
our frequent flyer flights. The four of us
met at SFO on Thursday April 15th,
taxes done and bags packed ready to spend the
weekend with 144 Westies.
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After an easy flight and a
movie, we landed at Dulles airport, picked up
our rental cars and headed off to Frederick,
Maryland and the Roving’s headquarters hotel.
Boy, did we know we were in the right place!
Westies were everywhere...outside in ex-pens,
in the lobby, in the halls and barking behind
closed doors (alas). We even saw special
Westie license plates and decals in the
parking lot. It was a Westie Wonderland.
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The host club immediately
gifted us with bottles of Westie wine and the
cutest insulated hospitality bags packed with
treats including a chocolate CD with a Westie
logo. It was fairly late now so we made
our way to dinner where we ran into club
member Pam Evans as well as Westie friends we
had met at previous special events.
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On
Friday morning we were off to the Fairgrounds
to find the Westies at the WHWTCGW’s Specialty
Show. We sort of drove by it once and then
figured out that, yes, they were there behind
the large sheep pen. It was a nice building,
full of Westies being groomed on their tables,
looking ready to perform. The puppy classes
had already started so no playing with the
little ones.
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In fact, the only tough part
about these show is there isn’t much playing,
touching or romping around with the cute white
ones. Have to save that for home. Unless,
you are my husband who can find an available
Westie most anywhere and gladly give them some
“exercise”. We walked around a bit, looking
for lattes and silent auction offerings. We
then settled in to watch the show trying our
best to choose the winners. The Westies all
looked so good. Being a judge must be a tough
job!
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The show on Friday concluded
with a “Bark-B-Que” dinner and the WHWTCGW’s
very touching Parade of Rescues consisting of
recently rescued Westies and their new
families.
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Saturday
was the day the four of us decided to do some
sightseeing in Washington
DC. Our first stop was the
White House and then we explored some great
museums at the Smithsonian, toured some of the
Presidential monuments and saw some of
Washington’s beautiful cherry blossoms. A
highlight was finding a statue of FDR’s little
Scottie, Fala. There is so much to see and do
in Washington that another trip is definitely
necessary.
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We returned to the hotel and
got all gussied up for the BIG banquet on
Saturday evening. The hotel ballroom was
enormous with at least 30 tables of 8 persons
each. Every table had the cutest centerpiece
of a large stuffed Westie in a basket wearing
a plaid kilt and red tam o’shanter. We
were all trying to figure out the “formula”
for winning him!
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We
were forced to walk by the many tables holding
the silent auction items on our way to the
bar. The Westie-themed temptations included
banners, painted brushes, statues, prints,
wallets, clothing, Christmas items, fancy
charm bracelets and much more. Sandy and I
did some modest bidding in the silent auction
and we did pretty well. The temptations
continued after dinner during the live auction
but Walt and Jim held our bidding paddles.
Smart move!
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At the end of the evening,
members of the WHWTCGW hand-delivered to each
of us the lovely table favor -- a specially
commissioned Westie statue holding an American
flag. And, the “formula” to win the darling
Westie centerpiece was announced…it was the
person at each table who owned the oldest
Westie. Thanks to our wonderful Piper (who is
15 years young) Walt and I were the lucky
winners at our table.
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Sunday
morning was the start of the main event…the
WHWTCA Roving show. All 144 of those perfect
Westies were shown right in the same hotel
ballroom where we had dinner the night
before. The tables were removed and the area
was transformed with plastic tarp on the floor
and two show rings…it was busy, noisy and full
of energy. There was white hair, chalk and
hairspray flying everywhere. Exhibitors were
running to be at the rings on time...it is
best to stay out of their way. Pam Evans was
showing a Westie for a friend from
Connecticut. We also found club member Gail
Krieger and rooted for the Bay Area favorite,
her Westie “Buddy” (Ch. Gailaurie’s Vagabond
Venture).
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The early arrival spectators
got the chairs ringside, but actually it was
easier to see standing up as we chose our
favorite Westie. What a shout rings out when
the judge points to the winner. Then time for
congratulations, hugs, photos and a beautiful
blue ribbon. Meanwhile, several vendors were
set up in the lobby ready to accommodate
everyone’s Westie shopping needs. If, by
chance, there was any room left in the
suitcases!
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It
was a fun weekend and we had a great time…we
saw old friends, made some new
friends, won some prizes, visited a beautiful
part of the country and saw some of the very
best Westies in the country. The WHWTCGW has
applied to host the Roving again in 2009…if
they are the hosts, we are already looking
forward to doing this all again.
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But, despite the fun and the
great hospitality of the WHWTCGW, we were
anxious to get back home and be with our own
Westies. We all agreed we missed our Westie
kids, the ones you can hug and kiss and take
on walks and give cookies to at precisely 12
o’clock
noon.