So for you, would Cockadoodle do?
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Which, if the world was fair, would have been named the cock-a-doodle-poo
Maltese + Poodle = Maltipoo
We call ours a Moodle.
Then maybe just the small ones are poo...
No, the small ones are delicious.
The small ones are cavoodles or chihoodles.
Havipoo = havanese + poodle. Don’t ask me, my spouse told me about it.
perhaps they just needed the loo?
Chipoo. Chihuahua+poodle mix.
I have one of these.
Because Choodle sounds like a brand of chickpea noodles.
A Jack Russel Terrier + Poodle is a Jack Shit.
I have a schnauzer + poodle = schnoodle named Ziti.
I swear I heard of cockapoos in the 70s but only heard of doodles in the last 10 years. I wonder if I just lived a sheltered existence or what ?
Most people just call them "mutts"
I parents owned a cockapoo while growing up, and my siblings and I didn't like it because it was aggressive as hell and my mother treated it like an actual factual babby.
Once my sister was eating a hot pocket, and the dog wanted it, so it mauled her badly. It jumped up on the table randomly and mauled her face. It took several surgeries to get her face back to normal. My mother lied and told the police she had it destroyed.
About 3 years later, it became paralyzed from the waist down after it attacked me. It jumped for my face and landed wrong. It didn't die, and my mother blames me for the incident to this day, 30 or so years later.
It would piss and shit all over everything until it died of old age about a decade later. All the while, my mother treated it more and more like a baby because it couldn't get away, and it wore diapers when my mother wasn't too lazy.
I'm sure most of my issues with the dog were due to the owner being a shitty person.
Though after it ate part of my sister's face, I'm convinced that it saw everyone but my mother as "meat," which is why I couldn't get along with the dog. I mostly tolerated it until I emancipated myself early.
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I was apparently more controversial with my silly cock-a-doodle post than I anticipated.
Never heard cockapoo in my life, only cockerpoodle.
Met one at the dog park the other day could be regional
Cavalier poodle is called a cavoodle