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Te-Awa Tuxedo
Partilicious at Rollaxend |
SHOWING CONFORMATION PARTIS IN THE U.K.
Author: Juliet Bumstead
Rollaxend Poodles
Suffolk, England
My experience showing a parti-colored Poodle in
conformation classes in the United Kingdom has had its highs and
lows. Shirly and I have been more successful than I ever dreamed
possible, but we have also had many unpleasant challenges from the
established solid-color Poodle community.
I imported TeAwa Tuxedo Partilicious (Shirly) from the United States
simply because I wanted a parti-colored Standard Poodle – for no
other reason. So Shirly would have hobbies, I planned on doing
agility and companion shows with her; however, after seeing how
nicely she settled in, I decided to also take her to ringcraft
classes, mainly to socialize her with other people and dogs.
In ringcraft, people are taught how to handle dogs for the
conformation show ring. In ringcraft competitions, the handler is
judged on his show handling skills and not on the quality of the
dog.
Ringcraft classes were a new experience for Shirly, but she soon
overcame her concerns. Because she did so well in ringcraft, and
since she turned out to be such a beautiful dog, I decided to enter
her in some Kennel Club (K.C.) affiliated conformation shows and
blow the consequences. (In the Kennel Club Poodle standard, the
parti color is listed as a fault but not a disqualification.) In the
beginning, I failed to have adequate information under my belt for
judges in case comments arose about her color. I later contacted the
U.K. Kennel Club and, much to my surprise, the news has been
positive. So far.
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Juliet with Shirly
in the Any Variety Class. |
Our first K.C. affiliated show was the Lowestoft Show. We were
entered in Any Variety Not Separately Classified (junior class)
under breed judge Julie Warnes of the Myhaven Miniature Poodles
affix. I had attended the show with several friends who were showing
their Lhasa Apsos. In my class, there was a Bulldog, a Miniature
Poodle, a Standard Poodle, a Boston Terrier, a Lhasa Apso, and
Shirly – with placements from first to fifth. As there were six of
us, I knew Shirly would not place.
Regardless of my being so incredibly nervous, Shirly’s behavior was
exemplary: she stacked and showed really well. Of course, I was
proven right – she did not place. Later I found out that before I
had gone into the ring, the steward was overheard saying to the
judge (indicating Shirly), “You DON'T have to go over THAT dog!!!”
When the class was over, I thanked the judge for not asking me to
leave the ring. She said she never would have done that as Shirly
was a lovely dog and had she been a solid color, would have taken
the class. I later found out that the Standard Poodle the judge
placed in our class had a very iffy temperament and had growled at
the judge during her entire examination. So that was sad.
The Isle of Ely Show was our second show. Once Shirly and I arrived
inside the venue, I saw a Poodle person who writes a column for one
of the dog papers; a little later, I saw a well-known couple who had
Poodles. I thought, Ohhh Noooo. Then I thought, Get a grip, woman!
What can these people do? Burn me at the stake?
I had entered Shirly in Any Variety Not Separately Classified. This
judge was an all-rounder (a judge who has been approved to judge all
the recognized groups). While preparing Shirly for the ring, I
noticed our judge talking to the above couple. My immediate thought
was that they were trying to influence the judge . . . although it
was probably just my paranoia.
Several people came up to ask me about Shirly and my other partis.
We had caused quite a stir!
My time came to go in the ring. My mouth went completely dry, and I
shook from head to toe. I barely managed to show Shirly.
Fortunately, my nerves didn’t transfer down the lead since Shirly
did just fine. There were four dogs in the class and, naturally, I
got fourth place. I didn’t really mind as I expected that result
since attitudes about partis in the U.K. are similar to those in the
U.S.
I was unable to attend the third show I had entered as Paris, one of
my partis, decided it was time to whelp her babies.
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Juliet stacking
Shirly for the judge. |
Our next show was the Great Yarmouth Show. I had entered Shirly in
one Poodle class and one Any Variety Utility class, both judged by
Gavin Robertson, an all-rounder. Again I was a little nervous,
although not so much as previously. It seemed the ice was well and
truly broken. However, having said that, I noticed that the Poodle
folk in attendance did not look too impressed. Some of them I had
known for many years, but only two of them spoke to me. The others
chose to ignore us.
When I took Shirly into the ring, she showed perfectly and, to my
amazement, placed second (in front of the dog with the iffy
temperament from our first show). The judge stuck his neck out and
obviously thought a color fault was better than bad temperament –
much to the disgust of the Poodle folk. (It’s funny how people
forget that videos also record sound.) I then took Shirly in the Any
Variety Utility class and was told that my face was “a picture” –
but, Shirly took first place! Afterward, when I thanked the judge,
he said it was his pleasure – that Shirly was beautiful and was
presented to perfection. My heart swelled with pride!
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A very lovely
evaluation from judge Val Beck. |
Next came the Herts and Essex Show. This time Poodle classes were
judged by an “A list” Poodle judge. I have to admit I was really,
really nervous this time. I had entered Shirly in two classes,
junior and graduate. I was up against two other Poodles in our first
class, one of whom had recently won Best Puppy in the East Anglian
Super Match, a prestigious doggy event in our region. Out of three
entries, I was sure we would be placed third. Once the class had
been seen and we were stacked waiting for the judge to make her
final decision, I was very shaky. To my astonishment the judge gave
Shirly first place! I was so stunned, I cried like a baby.
I quickly pulled myself together for the next class. Shirly was up
against one other Poodle, an apricot imported from Canada. Once
again Shirly placed first. Then it was time to challenge for Best of
Breed: Shirley placed Reserve Best of Breed. What a day!! A short
time later, Shirly competed in her last class of the day – a Junior
Any Variety Utility under a different judge, an all-rounder. Shirly
was up against a Tibetan Terrier and won the class then had to
challenge for Best Any Variety Utility against a Toy Poodle and a
Boston Terrier. She finished the day by winning Best of Variety.
What a fantastic day we had!
A few days after the show, I received an email telling me to check
out the Standard Poodle Club website forums. Oh, my. What a shock I
got! They were talking about Shirly . . . some comments were very
unpleasant, to say the least! But, some comments were positive, and
some people didn’t care one way or the other.
Our next show was the Dunstable Show. I entered Shirly in Any
Variety Not Separately Classified Utility under an all-rounder
judge. There were five dogs in the class and Shirly went fifth out
of five dogs. As I walked to my fifth place station in the ring, the
judge apologized to me. Strange, I thought, they don’t usually do
that. Four dogs were entered in our next class: Shirly placed
second. We had a lot of attention that day . . . all very positive.
Our conformation placings came to light in the dog press, and my
friends kept saying, “Oh, you’re becoming famous!” “Hmmmmm,” I
replied, “infamous is more like it.” At least it was out in the open
now. Accordingly, I have responded to all that has been said in the
dog press to date.
Our next show was the Chelmsford Show. I entered Shirly in Any
Variety Not Separately Classified – again, under an all-rounder
judge. She was up against only one other dog – the same dog who had
placed third behind her at the Herts show. The owner was very
gracious about having been beaten by a parti color and congratulated
me – which I thought was very nice of her . . . especially since she
had probably read all the stuff recently printed in the dog press.
Shirly came in second that day.
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Shirly stacked |
Just before I went into the ring, a lady and her daughter came over
to tell me how much they admired Shirly. The daughter, Rebecca, was
showing in Junior Handling that day; however, the dog she had
arranged to handle had not turned up for the show. I told her that
if she wanted to, she could handle Shirly.
As soon as Shirly and I came out of the ring, Rebecca whisked her
away. I quickly got my video camera and filmed their class . . .
which they won, and then they went on to challenge for Best Junior
Handler and won that also. Rebecca was very excited and asked if I
would take a snapshot of her with Shirly for her portfolio. As I
left to get my camera, I noticed that a well known poodle person had
stopped to talk to Rebecca. (He was judging dogs that day, but not
Poodles.) When I returned, Rebecca was very upset. She said he had
verbally abused her about showing a parti-colored Poodle. He had
also gone to the Junior Handler judge and complained. The judge told
him that she didn’t care what color the dog was as she was not
judging dogs, she was judging junior handlers. By the time I
returned, he had come back to Rebecca and was berating her again. I
made it very clear to him that Shirly was my dog, not Rebecca’s, and
we had a rather heated discussion . . . well, his part was heated. I
kept very cool and calm. No one was going to accuse me of getting
stroppy!
Our most recent show was the Southend and Essex Show. There were
several Standard Poodles entered in the graduate Poodle class, but I
was the only one present. As I entered the ring, I saw Judge Sheila
Gunn and the steward staring at Shirly and whispering. Ut Oh, I
thought. But, the judge only said, “Take her around.” I gaited
Shirly around the ring and she moved beautifully. The judge went
over Shirly then she told me to move her again after which she
reluctantly gave Shirly the red card and rosette for first place. As
she wrote her critique, she said to me, “Really sound dog, good
mover, lovely teeth . . . but, her color! You DO know . . . ?” I
said, “Oh, yes.”
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Shirly stands so
nice for the judge to examine her. |
For Best of Breed, Shirly was the only Poodle entered and again the
judge and steward stared and whispered. Then the judge swaggered
over to me with the Best of Breed rosette. She said, “The Kennel
Club states that I HAVE to award a Best of Breed, otherwise you
wouldn’t get it. You’ve really put me on the spot.” I said, “No, I
haven’t. The breed standard currently states that the parti color is
a fault, just as an upright shoulder or an undershot jaw is, but it
is not a disqualification.” She said, “There’s a lot of controversy
about that at the moment.” I realized that she didn’t know it was me
who had caused the controversy. She then said, “If the other Poodles
can’t be bothered to turn up, that’s a shame, but if they had, you
wouldn’t have placed.” She went on to say, “You do know the correct
head markings for a parti color is a white muzzle and blaze going up
into the topknot.” I replied, “Well, actually there is no Kennel
Club breed pattern for partis because they have never been
recognized.”
We were also entered in an Any Variety Utility class, but I decided
to withdraw as I thought it was more important for Shirly to be seen
in the big ring for Best in Show. It wasn’t based on the Group
System so all the breeds were in together. It seemed to take forever
for Judge Carlos Saevich to go over all the dogs, and I was VERY
nervous. But, Shirly didn’t let me down. After the judge had seen
all the dogs, he pulled Shirly for his short list. I was thrilled!
It certainly made up for the unkind comments of the previous judge.
Shirly is a most exceptional dog! The following day, I went to a
companion show which was Kennel Club licensed. I entered her in the
Pedigree class which she won and later went on to win Reserve Best
in Show!
All in all, considering the circumstances, it hasn’t been too awful
an experience showing a parti against solids in the U.K. I will
continue showing Shirly until such time as the Kennel Club tells me
I can’t.
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