March 2nd 2008 2:22 pm
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While Mom was at the Wisconsin Kennel Club dog show yesterday, she made an important discovery about me. While my former owners swore I was a purebred schnauzer, Mom is convinced that what I really, truly am is a little known breed called a Toy Irish Wolfhound.
She has gone through my photo archive and compared me to the more popular Irish Wolfhound, and I have to admit, there is an uncanny resemblance to the big guys. She says there is further evidence in that I eat like an Irish Wolfhound and act like I am a much larger dog than I actually am. I hope I get to keep my membership to Schnauzers Rule, Bugy for Schnauzers, For the Love of Schnauzers, Schnauzers Rock, Schnauzers in Love, Schnauzers for Larger Portions, Schnauzers with Uncropped Ears, Schnauzers are From Venus-Vermin are From Mars, The All Schnauzers Club, Schnauzers for Squirrel Eradication Club, Moms Who Need Schnauzers Because of Teenagers Club, and The Schnauzer Love Foundation. I don't think I'll tell any of them, because I think I can still pass for a miniature schnauzer. No one has questioned my lineage yet.
I better watch Lexie, though. If she gets mad at me, she will certainly spill the beans. Then I'll have to eat all those spilled beans, which isn't a bad thing. I would wolf them down!