Written April, 1999
Hello! I am the lead dog in this house.
I am an extremely handsome registered long-haired
dachshund, and Im told I come from a wonderful blood line.
I was bred by a good breeder not a puppymill and given as
a gift to my first owner. Well, there was this cat in
the house who was old and ruled the roost, and I had to live outside.
I chewed things up and made sure I went to the bathroom
every time I went into the house, and they didnt know
what to do with me. My owner was a single dude and didnt
stay home much, and I would get out of the fence and roam
the neighborhood a lot. One day, he said he was
leaving the country for a while and these people wanted
to take care of me
and do something called housetraining.
Well, I went there and found some very nice people
who let me live inside the house, and
there were other dogs there! There was one little
boy dog named Spark (one of those fluffy little
shih-tzus) and I didnt like him one bit. He wasnt
friendly and I decided Id show him who was boss.
I got him into a corner a couple of times and really
whipped his butt! Then, I would get in big
trouble. But there was this pretty little black
dog there named Missy well, she was really keen!
She was a lot older than me and maybe thought I
was her puppy, because she licked me all over a lot
and snuggled with me. We played really hard and she surprised
me how strong she is, to be a little girl! We got to be a
real item. We would dress up in matching bandanas and
take long walks in the neighborhood.
People always would say how beautiful I am and that I
should be a show dog. I got to sleep in the bed at night
and snuggle, and get neck-kisses a lot. When I would wake up in
the morning, it would be my moms time to take us
outside, so I would just lay my neck across her face
so she could start kissing me right away! I love all the petting &
snuggling! These people really meant business, too, about me going
to the bathroom outside. Missy warned me that I
might as well start learning the routine, because it was
important stuff in this house. I really liked living in this
house and didnt want to leave. Then one day my owner came
home and said it was time to go. Well, I looked up at him
with my big brown eyes real sad and stuck close to my
girlfriend Missy. I guess he sort of got the message, because a
few days later he said I could stay because I was so happy. Lucky me!
My Missy-girl and I are just so happy! Then one day, that little
dog Spark ran away. It didnt bother me any, but my mom
just cried & cried and looked for him for weeks. They didnt
ever find him, but then here came this other dog that
looked a little like him! Dont these people ever quit?
His name is Bee-Bo, so I guess its time for me to
show him who the boss is around here. You know,
tough, being the best!
Please visit "A Tribute to Jessie"... one of the
most beautiful sites we have ever seen. And
thank you, Dee, for the beautiful award
you so graciously awarded our site.