Write an ode about the unending loyalty or the curious antics of a furry friend. Did you learn something about yourself or the world from your pet this year? Maybe you learned a lesson from an animal in the wild, or a nature program?
Dachshunds … they are stoic little dogs. I have had two in my life, and I would not trade them for the world.
My first dachshund, Short Stuff, was a long haired beauty. She was red with black markings. I got her at a pet shop at the mall in Chattanooga, Tennessee. She traveled around with me wherever I went. From one job site to the next. There were times it was difficult to find a place to rent which would allow pets but we managed. She was my companion for 16 wonderful years and my husband’s for about 2. When she recognized she no longer needed to watch over me, she stepped out of my story. We had her cremated and took her ashes with us to Amarillo, Texas. She finally got to be in the yard I promised her but not in the way I had hoped.
Our second dachshund is named Herr Hans Texan with the American Kennel Club, Hans for short. What can I say about Hans. He was another pet shop purchase. He is a miniature dachshund with all sorts of markings, from dapple to boar, mainly red in color. Just as Short Stuff was the queen of the household, he is the king. It is true what they say, they will control their human parents. There is also a lot of factory reset of the ears. And don’t forget the belly scratching. We do it all with him and for him.
He is not a very good traveler. Though he gets excited to get into the car, the minute we start drive the moaning begins and does not end until we reach our destination which is mostly the vet. Once there he gets excited once again as they all love him there, and he has a few human buds who spoil him should he be vacationing there while we are away.
In terms of stoic, this guy is. Just after we moved into the house in Rosenberg, he was having trouble getting around. We took him to the vet on an emergency basis. I won’t go into the details of what transpired but he had to have surgery on his back. It was a challenging time as there was the possibility of having to put him down. Luckily with him only being 4 years old the surgery was a success. Since then he gets around as if there had not been a surgery.
I have loved both dachshunds. They love unconditionally, have been our protectors, and can be “p.i.t.as” (pains in the you-know-what) at time. They are my favorite dogs even with any challenges they may experience . Should we decide on a third dachshund, this time we will consider rescuing one instead of purchasing.
Stoic … yes dachshunds are.