With the Westminster coming up, Balmoral was prepping their Labradors for the big show. Austin, the English-built male, was going to be the main focus; his sire and half-brother were both Kennel Club International Grand Champions and they definitely wanted him to follow in their footsteps before he retired. Caleb entered the homey room with the dusty yellow stud and admired the decorations. Despite the floor-length wall windows that let in a remarkable amount of silver light, despite the heavy clouds that tried in vain to block out the sun, the red carpet runner and planters brought out the rich warmth of the wood panels on the walls and floors. Red and gold ribbons marked every other window, and the tasteful use of greens that swathed the tops of the windows and marked the potted firs every few feet, the sparkling silver accents adding to the ski lodge feel. Central heating brought a comfortable warmth to the ring, Caleb noted, and the handlers and dogs were all at ease despite the biting cold outside; the mats outside the doors collected salt from the sidewalk that broke up the snowscape briefly and kept the floors and carpeted tracks clean.
The Sporting group was announced and the dogs filed in, the heavyset man with the thick Labrador on a leather show slip came in with a jog to their step as the group circled to the delight of spectators. Waiting for the judge, Caleb had Austin stack and he rubbed the dog's jaw fondly with his large hand, scrunching his nose at the small amount of drool that accumulated there. "You're disgusting," he muttered lowly, affectionately, to the dog in front of him, tail wagging loosely and an adoring look in his brown eyes.
Lines, art, story, characters composition by Oliver Riley / Balmoral-Retrievers
Window garlands, bows; floor texture by iamszissz
Fir tree (traced) by margarita-morrigan
Wood texture (wall panels) by Rifificz