Picture of Zoe, a female Dachshund

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Sex: Female   Weight: 1-10 lbs

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Dirty Girl, Zobot, Taquito Joe

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Quick Bio:

Rolling rocks around in the back yard, digging in the yard, patrolling the yard, the yard.

Being cold, not being allowed under the covers because she's muddy, people who dare to walk on our street

Favorite Toy:
The big rock. It's about the size of a large red potato. She loves the rock beyond reason. When the lawn mowers move it, she's highly distressed.

Favorite Food:
Bacon, ham, and fish, with a little cheese on the side. Zoe is always on Atkins.

Favorite Walk:
From the back door to the water bowl, and then back to the back door to scrabble at the glass until someone lets her back out.

Best Tricks:
I'm afraid that Zoe is intractable, like most Doxies. However, after seven years, she has learned to come inside when called. Most of the time. When she's in the mood.

Arrival Story:
I was NOT going to get another dachshund, because my first one was hit by a car and I was too heartbroken to try to replace her. But my mom found this puppy in the paper, and the breeder remarked on her exceptionally sweet disposition, and my daughters insisted, and when this tiny little fluffy puppy came wiggling and waddling across the grass to me, I put her in the pocket of my shirt and have hardly set her down since. When she's indoors, she's like the Living Goddess in Tibet, whose feet rarely touch the ground.

Zoe was originally my big dog, Holly's dog. When Holly died at age 13, Zoe had to step up and be the Alpha. She's trying, but she's not at all bossy. She and Tessie do a lot of standing around, barking at each other, waiting for the other to start the wild rumpus. But they are getting better at playing, though sometimes when Tessie barks really loudly, Zoe stops playing and looks at me like, "Mom, she's being too noisy." Note: After many years of perpetual puppyhood, Zoe finally started to slow down at age 15. Cataracts, missing teeth, occasionally disoriented. Still, she managed to be a lot of fun. We spent two years lifting her up and down all steps, and she would wait happily, tail wagging, for her elevator rides on and off my bed. She was absolutely the happiest dog I've ever had. She died with my daughters, and I came home from work to spend a little time with her. We all sat on the front porch and drank wine and cried our eyes out, holding that soft little body one last time. Then it got a little Rose for Emily, so we arranged her in an Amazon box with a red blanket and all the flowers we could find, and buried her in the back yard with Holly. She lived for a long time, and I am so happy that those were healthy and happy years.

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Portland Small Dogs

I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 19th 2004 More than 11 years!

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