Can Dachshunds Swim?

My dachshund walked up to the lake, looked at the water, looked at me, and sat down. Decision made, apparently. Ten minutes later he was paddling in the shallows with his tail going like a little rudder. That is how…

My dachshund walked up to the lake, looked at the water, looked at me, and sat down. Decision made, apparently. Ten minutes later he was paddling in the shallows with his tail going like a little rudder. That is how…

People ask me this before they ask about price. Boy or girl, Umar, which one should we get? I get it, because I asked the same thing years ago. I have lived with both now. The honest answer surprised me…

The first time my dachshund vanished under a blanket, I stood in the doorway calling his name. The bed looked empty. Then the duvet sneezed. If you live with one of these dogs, you know the routine by heart. A…

Five minutes. That is all it took, the first spring we had a proper garden. I went in to make tea, came back out, and my best flowerbed looked like someone had been digging for buried treasure in it. My…

If you already have a cat, I know the worry. Someone will tell you dachshunds hunt small animals, so a cat in the same house is trouble waiting to happen. I heard that line for years. Then I lived with…

Yes. Dachshunds bark a lot, and mine made sure I knew it in the first week. A knock I barely heard set off a full alarm from a dog who weighed less than my shopping bag. The volume is the…

Parents ask me this more than any other breed question. Can a dachshund live happily with kids, or is that asking for trouble? My honest answer is yes, it can work beautifully, but this is not a dog you can…

My dachshund once chewed a chair leg in the time it took me to make tea. He was not being bad, he was bored, and a bored dachshund will find his own entertainment. I am Umar, and I have lived…

The first clue was not the barking. It was the door frame, chewed down to bare wood on the side I always left from. My dachshund followed me from room to room all day, and the moment I stepped out…

My first dachshund puppy hid under the couch for an hour on his first night home. By the end of week two he was trotting over when I called his name, mostly because he had learned my pockets held tiny…