I read this morning that a dog in China was recently sold for $1,250,000. Yes, One and a quarter million. Dollars. Not Yen. Good thing there is not a global recession going on. This is the dog:
He is a Red Tibetian Mastiff puppy that will end up being three feet tall, and weigh 180lbs. That is a big dog! But for over a million dollars, he better have specific skills. To be worth that much money, he would need to:
• Know how to speak English and Chinese fluently.
• Come with his own Pei Wei restaurant where I could get the Pad Thai bowl for free, anytime I want it.
• Know how to eat with chopsticks.
• Have been trained in the martial arts by Jackie Chan himself.
• Be able to convince my son to finish his Eagle.
• Make really cool origami animals.
• Come with Zhang Ziyi as a personal groomer.
• Taste REALLY delicious in stir-fry - you know "wok the dog".
• Teach my Sunday School class when I'm out of town.
• Pick up his own poop in the backyard, and mow the lawn afterwards. (I would spring for a riding mower)
• Have connections with the Apple factories in China and get all the newest stuff for free.
• Be an rabid anti-communist. (You see how I made a play on words with "rabid". Pretty clever, huh?)
• Come with his own personal "Great Wall" for my backyard, because I wouldn't want my dog ($1,250,000) to be squished by a 1983 Buick Park Avenue ($900).
If you are old enough, you might recognize the title as being a play on "What does that have to do with the price of tea in China", a saying that I have not heard for a long time. And that is a good thing. When people would say it, I always wanted to punch them.
For the original news report on the dog, click here.
BTW: Go Cougars!