who's my daddy? ... and birthday goodies

The only thing I know about my puppyhood: around the age of 6 to 7 months, I was dumped at the city shelter ... . The shelter folks said that I looked like a retriever mix: my coloring/chocolate Labrador, but the longer haircoat with feathering on my hindend/Golden Retriever.

And I got adopted by a couple who was looking for a Labbie ... even though they know that a dog's physical appearance is not proof of it's breed, I was just right for them!

We have the best life! But I have to tell yall, I live with a couple of nerds ... They thought it would be "fun" to get my DNA tested in honor of my 2nd birthday (I celebrated on March 24th).

So I went to the veterinarian's, got poked with a needle, my blood specimen was sent to Mars Veterinary for the Wisdom Panel MX Mixed-Breed Canine DNA Test { www.wisdompanel.com }. And here's what the mixed-breed analysis found (drumroll, please)~~

I am an "intermediate mix of LABRADOR RETRIEVER. There are also faint signals from OTHER breeds which are not strong enough to identify with confidence." That means, at least 25% but up to 49% of my DNA comes from Labrador Retriever {my parents). And it probably means the Mix goes back to my great-great-grandparents.

O.K., well ... that was fun ... . I sure like my AirKong squeeky that I got for my birthday! And I got to explore a different park every day and sniff out other critters. And I really had fun going to work with one of my persons.
But my DNA report -- I just luv to chew up paper!