Apparently nobody seems to know what I am, either. I am mistaken for a variety of other dogs, some close cousins and some way off the mark. My owners get stopped everywhere we go and are asked what I am, or people presume to know what I am and my owners respond with the title of this post. Here's what I've been mistaken for, in order of frequency.
- German Shorthair Pointer (fair enough; we're really close cousins, except I'm orange/white...which is an automatic DQ according to the AKC...GSP's are still super cool, though)
- Beagle (Beagles can crawl under me and not touch my belly...guess my ears are what makes me look Beagle)
- A "hound" (not a particular breed, just something from the hound group)
- Brittany Spaniel (really? Do I look like this? That hair is shaggy, man, and those dogs fully grown are as big as I was when I was 4 months old!)
I guess I sort of like being that mysterious rebel-type that nobody knows about. My owners got me, in part, because there are no other dogs like me around and judging by the attention I receive on my morning walks and trips to the dog park, I certainly am a rare breed and everyone wants to come meet me and find out what I am. That also might be because I'm so handsome and am always happy everywhere I go. I guess it could go either way.
Anyway, no new pictures from the dog park this weekend (where I got soooo dirty, it was AWESOME) or from my shenanigans around the house so here ya go: puppy picture from night #1!!!
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