Stuff Those Dollar Bills Back In Your Pockets. It's Not That Kind of Dog Race.
| Patrick Michels |
One-hundred and fifty nine Chihuahuas came to the parking lot Saturday morning, but by high noon there was only Charlie. Flanked by his entire family on the first-place podium, he posed for photos with a trophy as tall as he was.
Winded though he must have been, Charlie didn't show it -- not just the fastest dog in Dallas's regional chihuahua races, but also one of the coolest. Course, it's easy to look cool when the next guy's stuffed in a shoulder bag wearing a gold-accented pair of wings.
| Papi Chulo, with owner Melanie Norsworthy, was a non-racing spectator at Saturday's big event. |
For three hours Saturday morning, in heat after heat, dogs raced down the 30-foot track, coaxed across the finish line by screaming dog owners waving arms, treat jars, stuffed animals and articles of clothing -- whatever it took to get the animals' attention. In a given race, half the dogs veered off to one side, chased other dogs in circles, or tried to paw their way back through the starting gates.
More photos from race day follow after the jump, and we've got an up-close look at the slack-tongued athletes with their owners in this photo gallery as well.
Owners help point out the finish line for their dogs.

































