It’s day five of this never-ending bloggy dog-themed death march. I know you’re tired of reading them, but it’s half done, so buck up. Skippy! Today’s pooch is Frasier’s father’s dog, Eddie.
Here’s a little something to think about: There’s a guy. A regular working stiff, a cop actually. Somehow he has two brainiac intellectual snobs for sons, maybe because he gave them snooty, Ivy League names. He named one “Frasier” and the other one “Niles”. Niles?! Fer Chrissakes! You named a kid Niles?! How did you expect he’d turn out?
Makes me wonder who it really was who shot you in your ass, old timer.
The years proved maybe it’s possible to teach an old dog new tricks.
He got himself a hot British physical therapist and an adorable Jack Russell terrier. He had the good sense to name the dog “Eddie”.
At least I’m not the only knucklehead doing this. Having the rest of these folks along for the ride makes me feel a little less self conscious:
1 Point Perspective – You’re clearly on the fence as to whether or not to christen me a creative genius. This old post will help tip the scales either way.
1pointperspective 
You are a genius, she said smiling.
The smile and the comment combined as evidence of either questionable taste, some degree of mental illness, or possibly a bit of each, he said smiling.
I’ll take Door No. One: Questionable Taste….something of which you may have first hand knowledge?(Sat.Mrkt.QuestionableChicken.) Congratulations….have been told to pass this along… Portland Tourism Board celebrates your initiation and rite-of-passage into “Foodie Heaven…or Hell.”
Big Smiles….hear them?
You know better than to take me too seriously. My Portland Saturday market dining experience is nearly forgotten, thanks to the culinary masterwork of my sister-in-law.
Eddie and Wishbone made me a big JRT fan!
Snazzy new photo, darling!
Thank you, sir. It’s a selfie. I’m one of those people. ::eye roll:: 🙂
No…if you were one of those people, you’d be making a duck face in your selfie.
Dog may have been named Eddie, but he was smarter than all of them.
TV logic: In a setting with a dog, the dog is always the smartest one. In the event there is no dog, the woman is the smartest. In the event there is no woman, the child is smartest. In the event there is no child, woman or dog, the show will likely be cancelled before the second episode.
My wife loves Frasier so so much. I don’t think there’s any other program that makes her laugh the way it does. I’m such a snob it took me a while to accept that something so *shudder* popular is actually very well written, and quite funny.
It’s not always easy to accept that something popular can actually be quite well written. I think the key in the case of Frasier was that it mocked intellectuals, and that ended up amusing the common rabble in addition to those of us who considered ourselves brilliant enough to get the humor without being insulted by it.
I’ve always loved that show for these reasons – it is well written and a nice spoof on ‘Keeping Up Appearances’, which is the name of a British comedy from years ago.
I, too, always wondered how a cop ended up with two snobby psychiatrist sons. Now, thanks to you, I do…
I didn’t really explain it, but at least I pointed it out, and that’s a start.
The two psychiatrists would agree with you.
I never really considered how a normal-guy dad like that would end up with two foppish sons. Now my world is shaken. And we all know Eddie was the star.
True enough. Also, I could understand Frasier taking Dad into his swanky pad, and even Eddie, but letting that duct-taped recliner in defies logic.
Never got into Frasier much. Maybe if I’d paid more attention to the dog, I would have liked it more. (ps I didn’t know you did needlepoint!)
I’d love to take credit for that, but it’s just your standard web-theft.
Eddie is a good strong name. One, Mr. Crane may have named one of his sons if he had had one. Eddie even looks more like him than NIles and Frasier.
A revelation! You’re saying they weren’t his sons?! That makes Frasier letting Dad live there seem even more bizarre!
I’m just thinking that his wife obviously took over the rearing of the children and made them remarkable young ladies.
Fraser had some of the bestest, sharpest, wittiest, and obscure writing in all of television. Next to Buffy. 😉
My dear mother was once on episode of Buffy. She never made the cut for any Frasier episodes though.
If I even thought you were serious…
Darling! As you know from having my 1PP bio facts committed to memory, you know my dear mother is an actress. She’s been on Buffy as well as episodes of other shows, including The X-Files and Scrubs. She’s also been in quite a few movies, some of which I’ve actually seen.
Hey…you’re right! He did give his kids insipid names! Why was he surprised they turned out all wanker-like?
I’m not sure if his intent in naming them was ever discussed on an episode. If I had to guess, I’d say that he was a macho cop, who somehow wooed a socialite intellectual, who then named the boys after aristocrats before she either died or left him for the curator of a small but highly regarded museum in Portland.
I think they missed an opportunity by not making Eddie more of a focus at times. Frasier’s routine got old long before the show ended.
They tried to include Eddie more, but he kept licking himself at the worst possible moments.