So I'm still sort of on a high about meeting Frank (see previous entry). Growing up, my family had a red, smooth, miniature dachshund named Gretel. She was a feisty bitch, quite literally. She loved my mother with the fury of a thousand suns, but didn't pass up an opportunity to bite any of my smaller limbs and digits. Someday, I'll scan a photo of her and put it on this site.
Behold, the cute doggy butt:
Despite the occasional (and unpredictable) hostility towards me, I must admit that I'm very much a dachshund person. They are stubborn, intelligent, exceedingly loyal, and have all the perks of small dogs -- small barks, small poop, small dog accessories, etc. Hanging out with Frank the Tank was a reminder of all the pros & cons of having a dachshund, and made me very appreciative of Doc's lablike personality. He's definitely the best of both the dachshund and labrador breeds. And his one white toe is so cute.
Behold, the cute doggy butt:
Despite the occasional (and unpredictable) hostility towards me, I must admit that I'm very much a dachshund person. They are stubborn, intelligent, exceedingly loyal, and have all the perks of small dogs -- small barks, small poop, small dog accessories, etc. Hanging out with Frank the Tank was a reminder of all the pros & cons of having a dachshund, and made me very appreciative of Doc's lablike personality. He's definitely the best of both the dachshund and labrador breeds. And his one white toe is so cute.
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