“Unraveling the Secrets of ‘Traditions of a Mutt’: What Your Dog’s Mixed Breed Can Teach You About Love and Loyalty”
Looking back, maybe we were overthinking, but I did know one thing: I didn’t want to deal with it. For once, I just didn’t feel like explaining.
When I was young, all I wanted was to wake up one day with dewy brown skin and the shiny dark hair of my siblings. Why didn’t I get to look like Pocahontas? This was the Disney Princess I wanted to be. I didn’t see blonde girls on TV bounding in the forest with woodland creatures. That was saved for the ones with darker skin and long, dark, flowing hair. I, meanwhile, was supposed to be wiping cinders off my face and talking to the house mice. Later in life, I would realize the gross irony of this. Pocahontas did not have the life we little girls were told she had.
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