Dachshunds -
Tammy, a black and tan slept under my crib 60 years ago.
Toby, a red male, lived to be 16 and sat in my recliner with me to watch football. Every day when he went outside, he walked, no patrolled the perimeter of our back yard looking for anything that had crossed over. He killed a snake in the yard while my wife was trimming a hedge and then brought it to her to show his accomplishment. But Toby's greatest adventure was the night that he stole an entire BBQ chicken and drug it home...I can only imagine the neighbor's face when he came out to find an empty grill.
I have an Oscar, a red male given us after Toby passed away. A young nurse in my brother's clinic worked full time and found that she didn't have time to care and play with Oscar. Oscar is in love with my wife; wherever she goes, he follows. He will drag a small throw blanket so that he will have something to sit on in whichever room my wife is in. He may be the smartest dog I've ever seen and my wife swears that he hears and speaks English.
Then we have Candi (with an i; stripper name). She is a miniature dachshund that we rescued from my nephew and his family. Candi is not very smart but very affectionate, especially to me.
They are fierce, comical, energetic and great companions.
I could not imagine my life without dachshunds and I am sorry to hear that your friend has left your side.
As
@snackdaddy avatar says, Let me show you why the call me weiner dog!
