Last night’s premiere of CBS’ “Greatest American Dog” was the typical kick-off for a reality show: meet the contestants, which includes the typical stock characters, at least among the humans, really good dogs, and the first couple of competitions.
We met all 12 competitors as they arrived at their plush digs, a sprawling mansion called the Canine Academy, decorated heavily in a predictable dog theme.
First we meet Ron and his skateboarding bulldog, Tillman from Oxnard, Calif.; we also meet J.D., a grown man described as a “military brat” from Bend, Ore., and Galaxy, one of his pack of nine dogs.
Next to arrive is Brandy, a California fashion designer who makes matching outfits for her miniature schnauzer Beacon. Then we meet Michael, a comedian and actor from San Diego with his red Boston, Ezzie. Cool dogs, but their humans get on my nerves.
Film producer Laura arrives with her tiny white dog Preston, who sports a fuchsia-colored Mohawk hair-do, and then Travis and his 16-month-old boxer puppy Presley from Oklahoma. Both seem like people and dogs I'd enjoy hanging out with.
Next is Bill, a likeable grandpa from Flint, Tex., who said his spaniel Star saved his wife’s life by alerting him as she slipped into a diabetic coma. Whether they win or lose this competition, sweet little Star is already a great American dog, in my opinion.
Elan, of Portland, Ore., arrives with her giant schnauzer with marginal manners, Kenji, and we meet Dr. Dave from New York City and his Jack Russell terrier Elvis, who wears a collar and tie.
Another New Yorker, Beth Joy, shows up with her pooch Bella Starlet, whom she describes as a professional dog actress. Bella Starlet is cute; Beth Joy is annoying.
Finally, we have two contestants from Virginia: Lori and her Maltese, Andrew, from Stafford, and Teresa and her perpetually barking border collie, Leroy. Immediately I like Leroy, Andrew and Lori. Jury is out on Teresa.
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