January 21, 2011

What do you get the guy who has everything he needs and doesn't make a list for Christmas? If he has a dog he loves, you get him a doggie DNA kit. No shit. That's what you get him.

You take 2 swabs of the dog's check (and our dog, Buddy, is a 60 pound lap dog so getting a check swab wasn't a big deal), send them in and wait for 2 weeks.

Today the results came in the mail.



Here are the results and they are a HOOT!!! Buddy is, officially, a mutt! Twenty to thirty six per cent of his DNA is bulldog. No surprise there. Especially when the information describing bulldogs mentions that they have a tendency to fart a lot. Oh yes, that's our Buddy. Can I just say that his flatulence comes in handy when you need to blame someone for a horrible smell?

There were 5 breeds which represented 10 -19% of his DNA. The first (and I am certain that they are listed alphabetically - you'll see why...) is a Chihuahua! Seriously! My 60 pound lap dog is NOT by any stretch of the imagination a Chihuahua. I guess somewhere, sometime, a little Chihuahua got out of his fenced in yard and found a Bulldog and it was love at first sight.

The other breeds: Collie, Labrador Retriever, Newfoundland and Yorkshire Terrier are all reasonable. Loyal, water loving, eager to please, protective, patient, playful - all descriptors which fit our Buddy.

But a Chihuahua? Pluh-ease!

P.S. I have a cold. Ah-chooooo! Pictures for the weekend could be boring. Oh, I guess that presupposes that the pictures thus far are not!