Maggie and Mitch told us all about their tails on their blog, and I thought it would be fun to tell everyone about our tails, because they couldn't be more different.
My parents almost named me Wilbur (the pig from Charolette's Web!) due to the curliness of my tail (and my snorting issue). It's a total corkscrew! My tail only unwinds when I am sleeping, or close to sleeping - otherwise, it's wound up tight next to my bum. I feel sorry for those puggles out there with a straight tail, because having a cinnamon bun tail is awesome - no one ever steps on it, it doesn't bang into things or get caught in doors, and I never have to worry about the terrible poo schmear.
Just because my tail is curly, doesn't mean it doesn't wag...
Patchy's tail is staight and boney, and constantly gets in the way...plus, it can't decide what color it wants to be - he's got 3 colors on that stick - black, white and a tiny bit of brown. The best part about his tail is that is it built for destruction. He's constantly knocking over cups and papers and he has the ability to bring young children to their knees in pain, his tail is that strong. Unfortunately, he has absolutely no control over the thing, and doesn't realize that when our Mama is in the kitchen, he has to curl his tail up. I don't know how many times the poor guy's been stepped on - you'd think he'd learn by now. Patches also has a cool hairy explosion at the tip of his tail! I think it's the Cavalier King Charles Spaniel part of him. I try to bite it off every day!