You know it's a slow news day when the passing of a dog makes front page news. But was it really that slow today? I mean we are fresh off the President speaking on universal healthcare. Apparently that pales in comparison to Taco Bell losing an icon.
Gidget, the former Taco Bell spokes-dog, suffered a stroke and died today. She (at least I think it was a she?) was 15-years-old. Which, of course, you know means she was over 1oo-years-old in people years.
I guess I can't really comment too much about how a dog kicking the bucket was a top news story. Here I am talking about it as well like it was a relevant item. The sadder thing about it is I just figured she had already died and we just hadn't heard about it. You know how they replace dogs in movies and commercials all the time with similar canines so I figured the one dog we saw was actually about three or four different ones.
There was one thing I never could figure out about that whole Taco Bell dog thing: How is it that those commercials didn't raise more of a ruckus? In the political correct savvy world we've been living in for quite a while now, how were those always able to escape criticism? Or maybe there were some Hispanic groups that spoke out about them and I just missed it.
I also never understood why the stupid thing was so popular in the first place. Probably because contrary to what several other people think, Chihuahuas are not cute dogs to me. They look too much like rats. And if there was one thing Taco Bell should have tried to avoid at all cost, it was being associated with rats. But that's just my opinion.
At any rate, the old girl did become part of commercial mascot folklore. Like Spuds McKenzie did with Bud Light (although some of my readers may be too young to remember him), Gidget was able to cement herself as part of our pop culture.
Rest in peace, Puppy.