Miniature Pinscher

Someone who takes me seriously despite the size, I move like I'm auditioning for dressage and I mean every step. I want mental stimulation and real respect, not just cooing over how small I am. The Doberman look isn't decorative.

I've got a high-stepping prance that judges call a hackney gait and I call being fabulous. From a distance I look like a miniature guard dog, which has gotten me out of several situations. I'm fearless in a way that regularly outpaces my actual size.

I'm high energy and genuinely need real exercise, a bored Min Pin becomes a destructive Min Pin fast. My joints need care too, no reckless jumping from furniture despite how sturdy I look. The tough exterior doesn't extend to my knees.

You give me actual exercise, not just a stroll to the letterbox. You don't fall for the tiny Doberman look and skip training because I'm small. And you find the prance as delightful as I clearly think it is.

Strangers have crossed the street assuming I was a real Doberman from a distance. I've never corrected this assumption. Reputation management starts young.

Swipe right. I'm fearless, fancy-footed, and running an elaborate size-based con.