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“What Kind of Dog Is That?”

I’m not gonna lie.  I think my dog is gorgeous.  The thing is, I’m not the only one — not by a long shot.  Every day I get stopped about Kemba’s appearance.  Just yesterday, while we were walking around Equinox Pond in Vermont, two different dog-owners expressed variations on this same theme:  “That face!  He’s the most beautiful dog I’ve ever seen!”  Then, the inevitable next question:  “What kind of dog is that?”

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Take out your phone, and he’ll pose  (photo credit: Christine Frost) . .

I brace myself.  “He’s a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever,” I answer.  I’m super-aware that, as dog breeds go, a five-word name sounds a little ostentatious.  To deflect, I immediately add something self-deprecating, like, “It’s a mouthful, I know.” Or, “Yeah, I have to stop for a breath in the middle.”  Or, “He’s the only breed whose name is a complete sentence.”  And we move on comfortably from there:  Where did you get him?  Does he shed?  Was he easy to train?  I answer all the questions happily.  Proudly.

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. . . every time.

Carol, who’s not as fond as I am of engaging strangers in long talks about dogs, tries to escape with a shortcut when asked about Kemba’s breed.  “He’s a Duck Toller,” she’ll say simply.  The stranger will give a quizzical look, as in, a what?  Carol is forced to expand.  “A Duck Tolling Retriever.”  But this still doesn’t seem to do the trick.  “You know, kind of a smaller, redder Golden?  The Canadian version?”  And on and on.  By this time, to my way of thinking, she could have just said, “He’s a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever,” and been done with it.

He is a good-looking dog, though.  And tomorrow he sees the groomer.  Wait till you see him after that!

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Hank Herman