He was choosing a lot of the boring ones though (except the rubber chicken – that’s a pretty good one), so at this point I felt the need to hop down and show him which toys were good. I would have appreciated him asking first, but I understand he might not have all the same high-society mannerisms that I’ve become accustomed to.
He soon found my pile of toys and did not hesitate to start trying them out. I’ve never really gotten this up close and personal with a wire haired before, but my disguise gave me confidence.Ĭooper then sniffed around the house while I observed from my master chair. Cooper arrived and introduced himself rather politely. More details at the end of this post.īefore he arrived, I had Mum hide all our valuables around the house, especially the trophy I ended up winning at that race.ĭad picked him up from the foster parents in the morning. So to introduce my ‘guest’ (I guess we can call him that), below is Cooper (formerly Jack) – a mini dachshund who was just recently rescued from a shelter in the nick of time before being euthanized.Ĭooper is currently with a foster family and is up for adoption. If he thought I was one of his kind, he might open up and expose something of interest. I also decided that for the first part of his visit at least, I would maintain my own disguise as I wire haired.
WIRE HAIR DOXIE SERIES
Since then, I’ve had a hard time trusting them.Īnyway, I’ve decided to see for myself if I can trust wired hairs by inviting one particular wiry fellow over to my home for the day to conduct a series of tests, interviews, and covert monitoring. Read more about it and watch the video here. We were all lined up on the starting block, waiting for the starter gun to fire when seconds before, a wire haired took off early.Īs a fair sport, I still waited for the gun to go, but once it did I bolted out of there at lightening speed, whipping past the wire haired before crossing the finish line in first place. It was a very important race, in fact it was the qualifying round for the finals. It all started almost 2 years ago at a wiener dog race in Montreal. I was reluctant at first, as I am quite stubborn in my ways (which is expected as a dachshund), but I figured I would at least give them another chance to regain my trust. Many people have been encouraging me to put my issue with wire haired dachshunds to rest. It wasn’t exactly by my own will that this post came to be.
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