Gus Kenworthy’s Dog Isn’t Remotely Impressed By Him — and She Makes Sure He Knows It
Birdie’s Instagram is one of the funniest follows around. Just don’t expect her to follow you back.
Birdie’s Instagram is one of the funniest follows around. Just don’t expect her to follow you back.
by Charles Manning, | September 7, 2022

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Gus Kenworthy went to the 2018 Winter Olympic Games hoping to medal in Men’s Slopestyle — a feat he achieved four years earlier, in Sochi, where he took silver — but he returned to America with something far greater: his dog, Birdie.
Rescued by Kenworthy from a dog meat farm near PyeongChang, Birdie now lives with Kenworthy and his partner, Adam Umhoefer, in LA, where she works hard to keep her Olympian-turned-actor father humble by routinely roasting him on her hilarious (if not exactly prolific) Instagram account, @b_pups. Indeed, it’s been nine weeks since her last hysterical and biting post at her celebrity daddy’s expense, and, honestly, the wait for new content has become excruciating. So rather than wait lord knows how long for her next sharp-tongued update, we decided to reach out to Birdie directly (via her publicist) for a little one-on-one interview. Straight from the dog’s mouth, as it were.
Thank you, I am.
My secret? I have lots of them. One that I’ll share is that I killed and dismembered a man down the road who was a known animal abuser. I spread his carcass across his driveway as a warning to others.
As far as secrets regarding my coat, however, there are none. Au naturale.
Frosé.
Britney’s wedding was pretty fun.
…
It’s basic as hell but so is my dad so I end up getting dragged over there a lot. I prefer the trails in Malibu.
No, he mostly just stands around while people come up and try to pet me.
Absolutely not under any circumstances.
I’ve toyed with the idea but it’s less glamorous than it’s made out to be. A lot of time waiting in hair and makeup, sitting in trailers, working through meal breaks. I prefer modeling.
No.
Yes, many. Thank you for asking.
Being a celebrity, I never know what people’s true motivations are, so I’m often shy when I first meet them. Like, why are you trying to come up to me? Because you want to touch my luxurious coat? Because I’m so smart and funny? Or is it because you’re trying to get at my fame and fortune? By all means take my pic, tag me, but don’t act like we’re friends now — you’re dreaming if you think you’re getting a follow back.
I’m a Pisces.
Frank is a bottom. Love him though.
I can’t say much for them. The arrogance to walk around with their tails up in the air, showing off their buttholes to anybody and everybody. Have some self-respect. Try therapy! They mostly keep to themselves, though, and I do appreciate that.
I love my fans.
They’re loud and annoying, but so is my dad.
I like her. She’s reliable. She’s always there to clean up my mess, which is exactly what a good friend is for.
I’ll shit in her wig.
Clarence Thomas is a dog shit human being and therefore he should be picked up in a lavender-scented, compostable bag and disposed of.
Not really. He basically just regurgitates things that I say or things he hears my other dad, Adam, say. He’s never had an original thought in his life. It’s sad.
Lol.
[Unfurls a list the length of a CVS receipt.]
No.
No.
Sure, if we’re talking about looks.
That he’s disposable to me.
Going to Ibiza on a PJ with Paris next month, which I’m looking forward to.
Oh god no! He flies commercial. It’s really quite sad. Did he say that he leaves me in LA? Wow, that’s almost comical. More often than not I’m the one traveling, but unlike him, I have tact and so I don’t flaunt it all over Instagram. Sure, I may be in Mykonos with a billionaire tech guy, but you’d never know.
It was hell.
The Heimat spa.
Get a full, head-to-tail, deep-tissue massage and mani/pedi.
I may look like a snack but dogs are NOT food.

Charles Manning is an actor and writer based in New York City. In his free time he likes to cook, go swimming at the public pool, volunteer at the LGBTQ senior center, and foster senior and special-needs cats. His work has previously appeared in Cosmopolitan, Elle, Marie Claire, Harper’s Bazaar, Seventeen, and Nylon.