LOL Lyzelle! That's how it is in my house!
Take yesterday for example... I was walking Zealand. Suddenly, he started tracking a trail like a bloodhound (he does nosework, so it's not entirely unexpected that he act like this, but this was REALLY intense). Which sparked up a very much one-sided conversation about how he is NOT a Bloodhound that went something like...
"Ze, you're aware you're a TERRIER right? Not a hound. I mean, you do LIVE with hounds.. but they're sighthounds, so that doesn't factor in here. I don't know if this is just some phase you're going through because you're young and exploring who you want to be... but just know, I support you. if you want to be a bloodhound, I'll buy you some ear extensions and include you when I refer to 'the hounds' instead of when I refer to 'the bulldogs' Because in our family, we don't judge!"
... THEN I noticed the group of guys BBQ'ing across the street, staring at me like I was a psych ward escapee.
Oops. lol