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When I was young I had plenty of surplus skin on my nose. I looked like a perfect copy of Alf, the little hairy and impertinent alien, who harassed his earthly family in the TV series. Later my nose grew until it almost filled up the bag of skin. The only remainder of it was a slight convexity, which gave me a distinguished profile.
In humans itīs called an aquiline nose and considered a sign of nobility. For that reason I was "knighted" and given the name "Alf Turmeric von Ull" - "von Ull" (of Wool in english) because of my fluffy coat and "Turmeric" because it was such a funny word. It sounds like somebody moving fast - in swedish we call it "gurkmeja", and that is no fun at all. They found the word on a jar of spices, bought in an immigrantīs shop in Uppsala. I have always wondered why it happened to symbolize ME. Now, when Iīm growing older, I have got a new name, which I am really not very fond of (although Iīm slowly getting used to it). That is "Rosentrynet" (Pinky Nose in english). I have got an immune disease that makes the pigment on my muzzle fade away. These names are just selection of everything Iīve been called during my long and exciting life, but, as I mentioned before, "Skutt" is my favourite. It is short and easy for me to perceive and - above all - it is indisputable I. Once again back to my puppyhood! Iīve really got a tendency to be a bit garrulous. I was an absolute MENACE! Furthermore I was ugly. The bag on my nose was not handsome, even if it was distinctive and made me look rather exotic. |
In my forehead there were deep wrinkles and my eyes were small and slanting, as if I were a Chinaman. (But everything approved when I grew up and the bones in my skull matured. I suppose I donīt have to mention my transformation into a young god?)  As a pup I had lots of bad habits. One of them was to wander about in the appartment, whining and whimpering for hours, while my master and mistress despairingly tried to distract me.
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