The globe-independent. (Hagerstown, Md.) 1943-19??, 1946-08-29

This year a
show, held in the
open-weather permitting - should
be a real treat for everyone - from
three to Observation-Disclosures
has ever given his heart to a dog
to tear" as Kipling put it.
To get a preview l took my own
Great Pyrenees down to Pangborn
Park on Sunday, where dog fanciers
were putting their animals through
their PAGES for showing behaviour
and obedience classes.
Miss Margaret Bishop, of Balti-
more, one of the leading obedience
trainers in the country, was present
to assist with the dogs who are en-
tering obedience trials, and to see
her work with them is a beautiful
thing
Miss Bishop who has given her
time and talent unstintingly to the
local Kennel Club, was, at the be-
ginning of the war, a trainer of
army dogs for the K-9 Corps. Later,
when it was decided to train the
dogs simultaneously with their sol
der masters, she still selected the
animals best qualified for the haz
ards and demands of military life.
A tall girl, with a light, perfectly
controlled voice, Miss Bishops un-
derstanding and power with dogs
is nothing short of amazing. The
worst canine maverick is putty at
the sound of her voice. His dis
racted master may be helpless in
the face of his whims and fancies-
but not Miss Bishop!
One good example Sunday was
seen in the case of a handsome
German shepherd belonging to a
friend of mine. The dog was ship
ped over from Germany about two
months ago and doesn't yet under
stand English. Two years old, he
was undergoing training as a war
dog when certain Allied plans
brought an end to the conflict and
to his military training. Ordinarily
the most amiable dog imaginable
unless requested to be Otherwise
Junka got off to a bad start on Sun
day. He has spent considerable time
visiting at our house and is fond of
me and of my sons. Since our dog
has always been in her kennel dur
ing his visits, he apparently did not
realize that l had a dog of my own
until ne arrived at the park Sunday
and saw me leading her.
One look was all he needed to sue
cumb to the green-eyed monster.
With deep throated roar he set
upon my dog with every intention
of tearing her to pieces and it took
bit of doing to hold him off From
that time on he behaved like Nazi,
lurching and lunging at dogs half
his size and growing formidably
every time he caught glimpse of
me with my own dog.
He sulked at his master and re-
fused to do the simplest obedience
routines. He was in fact acting like
heel until Miss Bishop took him
over Her hand on his leash and
her voice were all he needed to put
on a perfect show-he even stopped
barking, and went through his rou-
tines with the well-bred nonchalance
of a gentleman and a scholar There
was none of this ''the German talks
back" business" when Junka heard
the voice of authority.
Present on the parking apron Sun
day afternoon were variety of
canine purebreds-even, so help me!
"a pug dog, the likes of which I
haven't seen for SO many years that
I had assumed them to be extinct
There were two magnificent young
collies, pair of stunning Irish set
ters who look like twins and aren't,
a brindle Boxer who looks like the
mother of all fine Boxers and has, in
truth, produced her quota; fine
English bulldog and a charming Dali
nation who was clowning all over
the place.
Cookers, ranging from blondes to.
brunettes, were, as usual, in the ma
jority, and behaving beautifully, and
a lovely brindle Great Dane was
showing what his breed can do in
obedience work if they set their