family tree: part 2

Mama? Is that you?

beagle 1

My other ancestor was definitely a Beagle. I act and look like one. When I am allowed to ramble around freely, I get very carried away by my hunting instincts and respond haphazardly to recalls. I mean, I tend to keep an eye/ear on my humans and come eventually, but not entirely on their terms. I still have a lot of progress to do in this respect.

My humans also like to point out that I often expose the notorious Beagle stares. Here’s one that I use commonly, particularly when they are taking a lot of time to get ready to go outside. They still have a lot of progress to do in that respect.

beagle 2

What about the shedding? Neither podengos, nor beagles are supposed to shed a lot. And yet, it looks like snowfall when I get up from the bed or couch. Most annoyingly, I can not hear the end of it!


family tree : part 1

Today I have been researching my ancestors. People stop and ask me about them all the time. It is difficult to resist such a pawed pack of nonchalant cuteness like myself. One of my parents – my dad perhaps – was a wire-haired Portuguese Podengo Medio like this handsome fellow here.
podengo portuguese medio
Some say that they are the one of the world’s oldest dog breeds. A sight-hound that is typical of Portugal, they are known for their agility, intelligence and funniness. I definitely recognise myself in them. It also explains where I got the fluff of my coat. I sometimes look like I am wearing feather-shorts.
Podengos are also known as primitive dogs. My humans think that this somehow explains a whole series of my unsophisticated behaviours. Like trampling over a puppy to chase after an impertinent blackbird. I am pretty sure that that is not what the expression means though.