My precious Rascal has no pedigree. We think his momma was mostly a Blue Heeler. Daddy? Well, that’s anybody’s guess. Our first dog, who he never met was also a mix. Lucky was part Lab. We don’t get too hung up on pedigrees around here. Actually, trying to figure out our dog’s heritage is a bit of a conversation starter. Rascal is a puppy and is still very active. So, he needs mucho exercise. Problem is that he doesn’t like to say hello to neighbors. He has work to do. He needs to GO!
Dogs are so great…they have their own personalities. I know some traits are genetic and that is determined by the breeds in their pedigree. I see Rascal herding anything that moves. I also see him chasing birds like nobody business. What makes him want to be right beside me at all times? Bring me every little thing that might be fun to play with? Eat every sock that is left in his reach? Roll in nasty smelling stuff?
Obviously, many people like to know what they are getting and therefore go the purebred route. I actually had someone ask me once why I keep getting “those mutts”. Well, the answer may lie partially in the fact that I too am a mutt. My family has lived in the south so long that I wouldn’t know what ethnicity box to check. I’m a little like a friend’s dog who was adopted as a puppy. This dog was so interesting looking, his owner just had to know what breeds were floating in his gene pool. I’m told that he paid $75 for a DNA test to find out his beloved pooch had 75 different breeds in him. At least he got his monies worth! I’ve been doing a little geneology work. We’ve been in the South since the 1700′s . That kind of makes me a purebreed… Pure Redneck! LOL