Here he is...little Gunther! That's his sister beside him...my friend, Heidi, asked me about the Dachshund Rescue organization that my daughter got Rufus from. He belonged to her daughter who was seven months pregnant with her first baby. She worked long hours, and to top it off, her husband was overseas for a year! Both doxies were too much for her, even though she was terribly torn about giving the little rambunctious boy up...When my husband saw this picture, he said, "I want him!" So we gave it a trial...he was a trial at first, heehee! He bit Maggie, our other sweet furbaby...piddled everywhere and was obsessed with his toy and wanted to chase and chase and chase...well, you get the picture. Thankfully, he was trained to the crate, so he had periods of play with me, time out in the crate, and otherwise, he was with me constantly with his leash tied around my waist. He learned "NO" meant "NO". He calmed down and has been doing much better...Now, if I could train my husband to keep that structure with him...but, oh well. He (both) is a keeper! More later...
Awwwwwwwww sweet!! Congratulations!!
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