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| Name: |
Zeppy
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Age: |
Thirteen years old
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| Gender: |
Male |
Breed: |
Miniature Long-haired Dachshund |
| Home: |
North London, UK |
Greetings
from man's best friend, Zeppy (I'm named after the German
sausage shaped flying machine... The Zeppelin). My color is called
biscuit in the UK (cookie to my transatlantic brothers). I am the
Boss. I am a Miniature male Dachshund (correct German spelling) - my
man always spells it wrong. When I say miniature, I don't mean too
miniature, I weigh about twelve pounds. I am a very independent type of
dog. I don't play much any more. My man used to throw a ball and he
expected me to retrieve it. It seemed to keep him happy but I don't do
much of that now. I can be very affectionate, especially with mum,
she's the one who feeds me. I have a very deep and loud bark for a
small dog. If I don't like someone, I show them my teeth. It always
works, it seems that no one likes to be dogbitten. Strange isn't that.
I sleep in a small fabric house placed on my mum's side of the bed. It
has cats on it looking out of the windows. Absolutely tasteless, but
after all, mum and dad are only human.
Bye bye for now,
Cheerio and Toodlepip.
Woof woof even.
Lots of tummy rubs,
Zeppy
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