Ok, so this is really. more about the great swelling of happiness I feel when I see a sausage dog (Teckle, daschund, etc..) waddle by. They tickle my funny. bone and embody my love of silly. I think my mind transforms them into funny cartoon characters and my inner child squeals with laughter at their oddness. To me, they always seem to be determined and proud: heading forward with great intent, and usually much faster than their little legs can carry them. I think if I had this kind of dog, I’d call it “Foible”
What is your favourite dog, and why?
More to come…
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