DOG A LA TAHOE
That was quite an uproar dog lovers raised when President Johnson lightly pulled the ears of Him and Her. But it was polite protest compared to what happened when the Reno Junior Chamber of Commerce announced that, to celebrate Nevada's centennial, a roast-dog feast would be held on the shores of Lake Tahoe. It was there, the Juniors pointed out, that Explorer John C. Fremont, who discovered Lake Tahoe, dined on an Indian mutt named Tlamath when the supply train failed to reach his party. It seemed appropriate to the RJCC that the historical event be reenacted.
Response to the announcement was in large part unprintable, and lady dog lovers made hysterical telephone calls from all parts of the country. But the Juniors were adamant in the cause of history. They refused to depart from their plans. The menu: roast jumbo hot dogs, sauerkraut, potatoes, fruit salad, apple pie and cheese.
DAYS OF REAL SPORT
After the parents of Laval McDonald had been soothed, other parents in Ocala, Fla. reached for the tranquilizers. A cruising policeman came upon Laval, who is 17, struggling along the street with an infuriated six-foot alligator in his arms. Laval had caught it in Tuscawilla Pond, using heavy line, a tennis ball for a bobber and a five-inch hook baited with a perch. He was taking it home for a pet, but the police directed him to a reptile exhibit at Silver Springs.
A few days later, spurred by Laval's success, other Ocala teen-agers were alligatoring at Tuscawilla. They had improved, so to speak, on Laval's technique. They were dangling younger boys in the dark waters of the pond in an attempt to lure gators within grabbing distance. Police arrived in time.
A new fad has been originated by the high-rolling, peripatetic Texas millionaires who own or have an interest in the Dallas Cowboys. If you are in some uncivilized part of the U.S. where Cowboy games are not carried on radio, just buy a station's time and have it broadcast to you.
Thus, Robert F. Thompson, an escapading Texan who is executive vice-president of the Tecon Construction Co. in Cowboy Owner Clint Murchison's empire and is also a member of the team's board of directors, was in Santa Fe, N. Mex. a couple of weekends ago when the Cowboys were playing an exhibition game in Portland, Ore. Thompson footed the bill, and the game was aired in Santa Fe, which normally couldn't care less about such far-off doings.
Last week Murchison and his family (wife, three sons and daughter) were in the wilds of Montana on a back-to-nature camping trip. Mitchell Lewis, Murchison's public-relations man in Dallas, knew that the boss would be delighted if he could hear a broadcast of the Cowboy-Ram game from Portland. So he paid for the telephone-line charges (10� per air mile per hour) and bought three hours of time on the Billings, Mont. radio station. The tab: $563.26.