Well, not THE Mick Jagger, but I have decided to name my new dog Mick Jagger. Mick is coming home with me tomorrow afternoon and I am so excited! Spent a fortune at PetSmart yesterday. Favorite purchase: leash with skull and cross bone motif. I thought that was appropriate for a dog named Mick Jagger, although it would have been more so had I named him Keith Richards.
Anyway, Mick is a rescue dog that I am adopting from the Weiner Brigade. He is about two years old and is a miniature, long haired dachshund. If there were such a thing as a medium-haired dachshund, he’d actually be that. He’s just fluffy enough to meet my heart’s desire for a fluffy dog, but his hair isn’t nearly as long as I’ve seen on some doxies.
Why Mick Jagger, Well, as I was visiting and meeting him on Saturday, he was dashing around with the other dogs, having a blast. Every once in a while he’d puff out his chest, perk up his ears, and strut around like a little rock star!
Plus – if my old dog Sam (an 80 lb. mutt who died about five years ago) was reincarnated as a teensy dachshund – he’d look just like Mick! It was too much. He had me at “woof.”
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Thanks for introducing me to Mick. He certainly deserves the name. He is far too sweet for the skull and crossbones but I love the contrast or is it irony? Well done, Miss Kate.