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It's National Dog Day here in America!!

And let me tell you, I have pretty much the cutest dog ever.

He's kind of an a$$hole though.

My dog is half Shiba Inu, half Jack Russell. If you know anything about the breeds, he's kinds a weirdo. Shiba Inu's are medium sized Japanese guard dogs. They're independent, very loyal, but kinda have a "no f*cks given" attitude. EXTREMELY intelligent. Then you got the Jack- and here in America they're pretty popular, especially with horse people. They're small. They're diggers. They are fast, they are athletic, they are high energy. They have the urge to go after smaller animals. They're Loyal, and super intelligent as well.
So my dog. Well he is so smart. I once watched him climb the back of the recliner until he could get off onto the kitchen table. He's fast- but not too fast. He's independent- he doesn't need mom or dad or our approval. He once walked himself down to the dog park... crossed 2 roads... and was hanging out there looking for someone to play with. He also once got out and went down to the bus stop to see the kids. He is the Alpha male- no matter what my husband tells you. He perches in the window and keeps guard. He sleeps at the foot of the bed and keeps guard. And even though he's not a true snuggler, when  you are fast asleep there's no place he would rather be than curled up in a ball between your legs.

So cheers to weirdos, cheers to mutts, cheers to dogs everywhere!





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