During the competition, the owners walk their special, special dogs down a red carpet. Each dog is then evaluated by a team of judges (unclear what makes one an authority on this matter).
Last year, a 125-pound Neopolitan Mastiff named Martha wore the accursed crown. The Associated Press reports that she had "gas and a droopy face."
But this is Zsa Zsa's time to shine, so in her honor let's take this time to contemplate the existence of a God that would allow something like this to happen and reread William Blake's "The Tyger."
And congrats again, Zsa Zsa!