Oct 4, 2014 - They come in all shapes and sizes–short dogs, tall dogs, fat dogs and skinny dogs, furry dogs and even hairless dogs
“I grew up with bird dogs; I like to hunt,” she said. “I wanted a lab, but my kids had spent the night with some friends (who had a greyhound). They said, ‘we want one of those tall, skinny dogs that run fast.”
3. Pour your batter mixture into a tall skinny beer glass, about 6″ high (you’ll add more batter into the glass as you use it up). This way you can dunk your dogs in the batter upright. Trust me, rolling them around horizontally won’t coat them evenly. It’ll just lead to ugly corn dogs and a lot of cursing.
Tall skinny people with tall skinny dogs…etc
Five Skinny Dog Breeds | PetHelpful
Well, I’ve noticed an interesting phenomenon when I sit at the receptionist’s desk and watch animals entering the building. They come in all shapes and sizes–short dogs, tall dogs, fat dogs and skinny dogs, furry dogs and even hairless dogs. And then the cats–fat cats and skinny cats, purebred cats and stray cats, mean cats and happy cats. So how do humans decide what to adopt to bring into their home? Well, like most cats I have a few opinions.This breed of dog is not usually grey but they are the champions of tall and skinny, being about 30 inches tall and having only 13% body fat. The Greyhound does not have an undercoat like most dogs so they really need a warm house and a soft couch to rest upon. They are also well known among the dog world because they , even at strangers.DogsWhat is the kind of dog that looks like a tall skinny rottweiler?, It's like a doberman but fatter and with ears that flop....Sadly dogs, skinny or otherwise, were not allowed in the gallery, so while Tall Man appreciated his father’s art work I took the hounds for a trot into town. This was no easy task. Skinny Dog #2 always pulls ahead while Skinny Dog #1 trails behind. Add to this the realisation that my thermal tights were being pulled southward by my knee-high thermal socks and you have a recipe for panic. Top of Goodram Gate and into Kings Square and my knickers had slid below my buttocks with the tights in hot pursuit. Fortunately my double layered dress, two cardigans and coat were all knee length, so I risked lengthening my stride toward the nearest ginnel. York has many of these, its a Yorkshire word to describe an alleyway. Discreetly adjusting my underpinnings beneath so many layers of clothing while keeping two dogs from making a dash to the Hog Roast shop, was impossible. I successfully manouvered my socks from calf to knee bunching up the thermal tights into undulating wrinkles mid-thigh. In order to get a good grip on the tights I had to drop the dog leads to the ground and put my foot on them. There was nothing for it. I lifted up all the layers, exposing bare upper thigh, and yanked. Yorkshire folk, and I am one of them, must have a strong constitution (its the daily intake of freshly brewed tea, Yorkshire puddings, curd tart and pomfret cakes), because not one person ambling down the ginnel batted an eyelid. I scuttled out into The Shambles with the dogs and sauntered calmly back toward the gallery.