A story from when we first adopted Joy the Puppy:
Our 10-year-old neighbor Jacob asked me if I knew what our puppy’s breed was yet.
“No,” I said.
“You need to go to the vet and get one of those blood tests so you can find out,” he said. I was impressed he knew about the Wisdom Panel.
“I am the vet, Jacob!” I said. He gave me a look like I should know what she is then.
“We took Raven to the vet for that blood test.”
I asked, “What did you find out?”
“We found out that she doesn’t have fleas. And that she needed a couple of shots.”
“I bet your puppy is a black Lab and a black terrier mixed together,” Jacob said.
I said, “I don’t need a fancy blood test Jacob! I have you!”
“Ha!” he said.
I’ll bet he’s right…