Our dachshund is 14, epileptic and has degenerative disc disease. The old man doesn’t give one single fuck. He’s all black and burrows under blankets (or whatever he can find to root in, like a black t-shirt).
I have almost broken my life and limb on so many occasions, because I go to take a step… and holy hell, it’s a weiner dog under there! But I don’t want to step on him and hurt him, so instead I have to kinda go limp to avoid him.
He’s our dog that will trip tf outta you, and he firmly expects for you to evade… because he ain’t moving. He has little handicap ramps and everything, for him to go outside, because we love him… but hot damn, that dog EXPECTS you to know to watch out for HIM.
Our dachshund is 14, epileptic and has degenerative disc disease. The old man doesn’t give one single fuck. He’s all black and burrows under blankets (or whatever he can find to root in, like a black t-shirt).
I have almost broken my life and limb on so many occasions, because I go to take a step… and holy hell, it’s a weiner dog under there! But I don’t want to step on him and hurt him, so instead I have to kinda go limp to avoid him.
He’s our dog that will trip tf outta you, and he firmly expects for you to evade… because he ain’t moving. He has little handicap ramps and everything, for him to go outside, because we love him… but hot damn, that dog EXPECTS you to know to watch out for HIM.
He has us well trained, ngl