The boxer trait of being able to open doors on display in the photo above.
For those of you who know me well, you probably are aware that I own a boxer.
Dog, that is.
In fact I have owned three of these types of creatures in the past.
If you think this article is another lovey, dovey , “my dog is the best dog story,” you’re mistaken.
Don’t get me wrong- I love these things. They tend to grow on you.
Like poison ivy.
And if you have read this far, I conclude one of two things:
1) you own or have owned a boxer, or
2) you’re terribly bored right now.Either way, I will plod ahead with a few boxer observations from my learned experience. My current experiment with the breed is my 3 year old male, Oscar. Oscar is a skiddish, playful, selfish bundle of joy. He shares some, but not all of the attributes that my other two boxers possessed.
Here are a few of those boxer traits I have lived with and through: