By Sophie
I’m allegedly a “pit bull mix,” but I prefer to think of myself as a fine canine cocktail. Pour six ounces of red-nosed pitbull into a shaker, then add one ounce of wolf and one ounce of Jack Russell Terrier. Shake it, don’t stir it, and what you’ll get is an awesome Sophietini!
You could also call this mix a PitWoJack. Hey, if I were a boy dog named Danny, you could call my cocktail a PitWoJack Daniel’s. BOL!
Let’s take a closer look at what I believe to be my ingredients, and see if you agree with me.
Red-nosed pit bull: I’m proud to be mostly pit, because like dogs of this breed, I am sweet, smart, strong, a great guard dog, and good with other pets and people of all ages. I have a beautiful short coat that is super easy to groom. Pit bulls get such bad press and are victims of such ridiculous bans that it makes me want to howl. With proper training and responsible owners, we certainly are not “the pits!”
By the way, this breed is not related in any way to red-nosed reindeers. (We can’t fly.)
Wolf: Speaking of howling, my dog dad is certain that I am part wolf. Of course all dogs descended from wolves thousands of years ago, but maybe my link is more recent. It’s true that my pack-animal instincts are stronger than those of a lot of dogs I know – for example, I get totally stressed out when my pet parents take my buddy Leroy to the vet and I’m left alone. Yet the little scamp hardly notices when I’m gone!
Wolf (left) and Sophie (right): Do you see any physical similarities?
Jack Russell Terrier: Although I’m loving and obedient – and have really adorable ears – I don’t have the fearlessness typical of this breed. But we do have a bit of a resemblance, no?
There you have it – the unique ingredients that make me an awesomely special blend: the Sophietini.
Do you think there might be other ingredients in the Sophietini? Let me know in the Comments area below!
Sophie was almost 84 dog years old when she passed to the Rainbow Bridge last November. She was adopted by i Love Dogs writer Laura Goldman in 1998 from a Hawthorne, Calif. shelter. She loved long naps, looking out the front windows and, most of all, her best buddy Leroy. Check out her other articles!
