Dog's Name & Age:
In a Word, My Dachshund Is…
Black 'n Tan glossy smooth haired - serious, determined, aware of himself
Best Characteristics of the Breed
sweet, dear, quaint, true, calm little dog - great mouser and ratter
Most Challenging Characteristics of the Breed
overeats - anything and everything, back and build
When, Where and How I Got My Dachshund
My mother saw him sitting alone and forlorn in a pet shop window in a quiet corner of a busy shopping centre. The shop closed a little while after. He was tiny but cheerful and playful. During a family holiday we were playing guessing games and he, then 3 months, climbed into my lap and sat looking straight up at me. I recited a poem, looked down into these dark luminous, almost beseeching, baby eyes. He continued to look up at me until his head flopped backward, he uttered a big snore sound, his head then swung slowly forward coming to rest nose-first on my thigh and he slept that way. We all burst out laughing.
I'd Describe My Dog As…
A paradox - slightly ridiculous, loving and cheerful, silent but with a baritone bark that can raise the dead, an efficient and ruthless hunter and killer, a great eater, a lover of nature and his creature comforts, and aware when he is being laughed at.
He is lightening fast and a good hunter - no rodent which ventures into the house is safe for long. Our hysterical Cocker Spaniel occasionally catches and mauls some miserable mouse for an indeterminate time unable to finish things and put the creature out of its misery. Then Sydney dashes in to deliver the coup de grace with one neck breaking shake. He also digs up long dead birds and animals, rolls on them and then saunters proudly inside - you know he is there by the smell. He looks offended by our unappreciative reaction.
If Sydney senses food in the vicinity he sits bolt upright on his backside and swivels his head around like a periscope. His small forearms extend uselessly in front of him. This started off as a form of begging when chocolate was around but now he catches food on the fly. He takes pole position in the passage between the kitchen and living area when we are entertaining. He sits like this for long periods. When tired he rests his head on his barrel chest. He growls, even snaps at whoever tries to move him.
If we are sitting talking he goes to get a "snack", brings it back chipmunk style, to eat in our company and repeats this.
On summer days he takes a stroll round the garden delicately smelling petals and leaves on the lower roses and flowers. If it is really hot he comes to the edge of the pool and waits to board his inflatable boat. Once aboard he floats off dozing pleasantly. He cannot swim as he is not built for aquatic sports - all our dogs are taught to find the stairs so they don't drown - but because of his short limbs and long body he cannot doggy-paddle. There is a moment where he seems to come straight upright in the water and then sinks straight down like a stone.
I have a high bed - he stands up, places his paws on the side of the bed and looks back at me expectantly. I lift him up and he doubles as a bed warmer under the covers in winter. In summer he settles in on the cushions by my head.
He feels the cold badly so he spends the winter with his cushions and blankets in front of the heater.
Summer means quiet, cool places to pass the time, his eyes half-closed, until suddenly "snap" he has caught a fly, yumyum, and then he relaxes again. Life is good.
- Doxies can be nervous, fearful and intimidated by children and other larger dogs. They don't really have any way of protecting themselves.
- Keeping their weight under control is another issue as being overweight places enormous strain on their long backs
- They should not be walked when puppies as their front paws turn out and they get that 10-2 waddle.