For a short time when I was a wee lad, we had a Dachshund named Heidi (hence the name on the bowl in the illustration). Alas, Heidi was too protective of my oldest brother and used to chase the rest of us up on the furniture. When she bit one of the neighbor girls, my parent's decided to give her to a family up the street that raised Dachshunds.
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