Well, there's a VERY good reason! See, for years, Momma has said she wonders what I'm mixed with. I don't have as smooshy face as a traditional boxer, I'm a bit on the small side, and I have a super deep and narrow chest. Based on the chest, Momma kept saying she thought I might be part greyhound.
So I started wondering... what AM I?
Am I a secret relative of Bunny and Flattery?
Maybe I'm a bird dog!
Or I might be a Scottish terrier.
I could be an Afghan hound.
Maybe I'm a cattle dog?
Or one of those water hounds.
I could be some kind of retriever
But maybe I'm just a boozehound! BOL!
I just don't know. I still feel like a boxer!
When you're this gorgeous, breed doesn't matter!
Finally Momma decided to do one of those doggie DNA tests to figure out what all made me me. And the results are in!! Want to know???
HAH!!! I TOLD you I was 100% boxer, Momma!! You didn't believe me!! I think you've earned a little...
It's okay, Momma, I furgive you!
No matter what my breed, I'm still 100% CASEY, and that's what matters!!
PeeS: Momma and I both love mutts! She just got shamed because she didn't believe ME when I told her what I was. I should know, right?!?!