The first dog I ever lived with was a boxer.
She had no tail so she wagged her whole body. She was a licky dog. She was always licking her muzzle nervously, more so when she was excited to see you.

I know a few ladies who like to sew and they've taken to sewing me and my brother-in-laws boxers every year for the holidays.
So far, I've collected boxers with bowling pins, coffee beans and mugs, and stars.
Here's the pattern my lovely mother-in-law uses:
First Choice Boxers
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