Gina Spadafori and I are doing a presentation at the annual conventions of the Dog Writers Association of America and the Cat Writers Association of America tomorrow. The events are being held in the San Francisco area, unlike the last couple of years when they were in Houston. I've been to Houston once and it was 99 degrees with 105 percent humidity. At 3 AM. I was not highly motivated to return.
The weather here, on the other hand, is a crisp and sunny 68. (Well, it was 42 when I walked the dogs at 6 AM but I live out in the country where we're tougher.)
Gina and I are going to be talking about the Internet. Imagine that.
The conventions are held in conjunction with the Cat Fanciers' Association International Cat Show, so I'll be heading over to that Friday morning. I hear there's going to be a demonstration of cat agility. I concede cats are amazingly agile, but I'm skeptical on the rest of what agility competition requirse being something a cat would deign to do. Perhaps breeders are doing more with their breeding programs than I could imagine, such as having border collie genes implanted in their cats' brains.
On an utterly and completely unrelated note, Gina is ranting about Paris Hilton and her lack of pet-sense over on Dogma. My tolerance for skanky blondes is zero, for skanky blondes who treat pets like fashion accessories even less. I say ptooey. Gina says a bunch of much more articulate stuff.
Skanky blonde. Oooooh yea. The woman makes my skin crawl.
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Good luck in SF. May the audience hang on every word.
Posted by: Nancy | 18 November 2005 at 12:30 AM