On Friday, I went and picked out a puppy from a litter of mini-Dachshunds. Actually, they’ve got a little Chihuahua in them too, but I don’t care about pure blood lines or anything. I picked out the runt because she was one of the three puppies who came up to me. The others ran and hid. Out of the three, one was spoken for and the other didn’t have as nice coloring.
I decided I’d name her Tink, since she’s sooo little. She won’t even get as big as Shorty, my muscle-bound mini-Dachshund. She’s got a great personality, lots of spunk and has been really good about potty-training so far (thank God).
She and Shorty are already good buddies and play with each other most of the day. At first, Shorty was wary of her and even snapped at her a couple times. Once I got on to him about it, he seemed to warm up to her though. Now they play tug-of-war with his infamous, green ring (which he plays with religiously).
So it’s nice to have another dog around since Kelsey died a week ago. Kelsey never played with Shorty though, so I think Shorty is really enjoying having a play-buddy. When Tink gets bigger, she’ll be able to push Shorty around more. It’ll be fun to watch her grow up.
What cute dogs!!!! I have a cocker-spaniel/dacshund mix. Her name is Sheba, and boy, does she think she’s a queen!!!