Yeah, I had to do it. When animal control picked him up on the street they declared him a Shih Tzu. He was a mass of hair and not fixed or chipped, but they had mad skills at breed guessing. They put his age at 4, but the rescue that pulled him from the shelter called bullshit on that, as did I and the vet. He’s a kid. He’d been neglected for a while and I understand why they didn’t realize how young he really was, under all that hair and I’m sure scared to death.
I got a test kit on sale on Amazon, and got the results yesterday.
84% Shih Tzu
1% Lhasa Apso
So, yeah, we’ll just go with Shih Tzu mix. The most interesting part of the test was that his “sister” was identified, and her age was listed as 1 year, 10 months. So, my guess that he was barely out of puppyhood last summer is validated. The vet who saw him after I adopted him said no way was he 4 years old, confirming my impression. So he’s officially a Shih Tzu mix, and 2-ish years old. Case closed. And of course, The Best Boy Ever. Except for the barking at other dogs, but he is getting better about that. He still has to say SOMETHING, but he no longer loses his shit at the tops of his lungs. He’s toning it down.
The DNA results didn’t address his Time Clock Gene. Eddie has an internal clock, and it’s really impressive. I am not allowed to work past 5 p.m. without a loud, dramatic song. He stands next to my desk and yodels! It’s hilarously cute and hard to resist. He doesn’t need to go out, he doesn’t even want dinner, he just wants me to GET MY ASS OUT OF THAT CHAIR AND SPEND TIME WITH THE DOGS!
And I do.