A blog about dogs (and the parks and gardens where dogs are sometimes found).
Years ago a lady next door to our summer place in the mountains of western North Carolina was walking her dachshund without a leash in the big field next door. It took 20 seconds and it disappeared down into a rabbit warren. Gone for an hour. The lady was beside herself. When he reappeared that was the happiest daschuand you'd ever seen.
Quite a name for the little runt. I'm kidding, I'm kidding....
I love the little dogs.