My first dog was the size I always thought a dog should be, then I got one with really long legs as I thought they looked a bit novel, and my mate with one said he bounded over stuff really well, and after he said that I started to think my normal dog was struggling to get over big obstacles.
Then I saw on the internet that my first dog was actually too small, and my big dog was stupid and big, so breeders were stopping breeding them, but breeding the small and big dogs together.
He brings the trail alive. He looks and feels like my first dog, but all my dog mags say he’s the best.
My dog’s breath smells like dog food.