I love Dachsunds. I think they are so cute. Growing up, my Mom got one, but couldn't stand the hair, so we wind up with poodles instead & my grandparents got the Dachsund, Skippy was her name. I was upset when my Mom gave her away. I loved her. Every Sunday, my grandmother would pick us up to go to Sunday School, & then we'd (my sister & I) stay at my grandparents house the rest of the day. And Skippy loved to get her stomach rubbed. She was a little overweight. My grandfather, who she adored, would give her ice cream every night. Eventually she got cancer; I believe it was a tumor on her tail that ended her life. My grandparents never got another dog after Skippy. My stepdaughter now has a dog that is part Dachsund & part Chihuahua named Tito. That dog is all Dachsund though.
Lee
