I’m allegedly a “pit bull mix,” but I prefer to think of myself as a fine canine cocktail…a Sophietini!

Did you know that sometimes Corgis and Jack Russells have romantic rendezvous (in parks, in alleys, sometimes backyards) and well, two months later my anipals you have yourself what the humans call a Co-Jack?

It was right around between the pummel and the obsessive licks to my face that I recognized the pup’s lineage. “By Saint Bernard, you’re a Yorkie! Wait, but not quite. There’s something else that I can’t quite pinpoint–” “Morkie! I’m a Morkie!” The pup, yet again, piped right in without raising a paw for permission.

It’s me, Irie, here to tell you everything about why Jackahuahuas are the best doggie you’ll ever give a belly rub to! Okay, pues sí, I’m biased; I am but of course, a J.R.Chi myself.

The humans snicker every time they say what kind of dog I am – a Chiweenie.

My furry friend Leroy calls himself a Gerbulloxer (German Shepherd/Bulldog/Boxer), but here is why I beg to differ.