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My dad is holding Huddles (dachshund), my uncle is holding Willy (beagle), and Fonzi (Norwegian elkhound) is barking at the gray fox they are holding on the table.



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dachshund crocodile

Today, there much talk about a flesh-eating drug called “Krokodil,” which is derived from the Russian* word for crocodile. There is quite a bit of paranoia about the drug spreading to the US, but it doesn’t seem likely at this time.

However, every time I see a report about this drug, I instantly think of a dog– more specifically, a dachshund.

The dog is written about at length in Konrad Lorenz’s Man Meets Dog (1949). Lorenz was one of the founders of the science of ethology, and wrote extensively about dogs and other domestic animals. He is perhaps best known for the modern interpretation of the theory of imprinting, which posits that certain animals, particularly birds, come to identify their parent species by attaching themselves to the first moving object or living thing they see.

He is also famous for the discredited hypothesis that most dogs are derived from golden jackals and only a few dogs have wolf in them. The jackal dogs were juvenile and friendly toward everyone, while the wolf-derived dogs were one-mannish and reserved.

The dog named Krokodil was a jackal dog. He was purchased to replace a real crocodile that was given to Lorenz when he was a young boy:

I shall begin with the example of a dog whose apparently touching juvenile affection was so exaggerated as to result in the positive caricature of a dog.  It was a dachshund named Kroki which I was given by a kind relation with no understanding of animals.  At time I was a small boy but already an active naturalist.  The dog was called Kroki  because the kind donor had first of all presented me with a crocodile, which in the absence of heating my terrarium, refused to eat, and which we therefore exchanged in the pet shop for the animal which bore the nearest outward resemblance to it! The dachshund was an aristocratic creature, long-bodied and short-legged– truly resembling a crocodile–and its pendulous ears literally trailed the floor. He was of an affecting friendliness, and greeted me on our first acquaintance as only a dog can greet a long lost master. Of course I was flattered, until it became clear that he greeted everyone else in the same manner.  He was obsessed with an overwhelming love of humanity which extended to all mankind.  He never barked at anybody and, even though he probably preferred my family and myself, he would readily follow a stranger if we did not happen to be available.

Now, this dachshund’s behavior is utterly unlike the dachshunds I’ve known, and my grandmother’s dachshund could have also been named after the archosaur. Unlike Lorenz’s dog, she not only had the crocodile’s body, she had the crocodile’s disposition as well. She barked at everyone, and I don’t know how many different people she  bit.  She bit me and all the other grandchildren, and as a result, I have a bit of fear of smooth dachshunds. I don’t have the same reaction with the other coats– the long-haired ones look like really strange golden retrievers– but if I see small smooth one, I get a bit nervous.

In the US, the dachshund is the “wiener dog.”  I have always thought this was a stupid name.

Maybe a better name for them would be crocodile dog.

It fits them so much better!


*Krokodil is also German for crocodile. Konrad Lorenz was Austrian and a German-speaker.





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A foxhound-dachshund cross named Juno. Notice the feral cat furs!

A foxhound-dachshund cross named Juno. Notice the feral cat furs!  Photo taken in 1909.

The story of a foxhound-dachshund cross being used as fur and varmint dog comes from an article in Hunter-Trader-Trapper from 1910:

A word about my little dog Juno might not be out of place. She is a good general purpose dog, being bred from fox and Daschshund (sic}, being one half each, and is broke on coon, skunk and rabbits. I have shot eight foxes ahead of her, but she is no good for running in heavy snow as her legs are too short. I have shot 90 rabbits ahead of her from November 1st until December 15th, which is our open season in this state (pg 126-127).

Juno has the bent forelegs that were once a standard feature in dachshunds. It has since been bred out of them, but originally, it was believed that the bent forelegs made them better diggers.

The author of the piece, a Mr. John Sherman of Susquehanna County mentions that he hates using the dog to dig out skunks because “digemouts” destroy skunk dens.

And yes, there are plenty of dogs that are so plucky that they will go after a skunk with zeal. Most dogs are broken from skunk chasing and killing with one spray, but some dogs almost revel in the challenge.

My guess is Juno slept outside quite a bit!

Juno lived at a time when people were always innovating through crossbreeding. It’s really the tradition of people who bred dogs for work.

The dog fancy, which is a very recent invention, made this innovation a sin.

This is something that should be rectified.

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The uploader of this video writes:

“say in not my dog, she’s my friend’s dog, and he want his dog to mate with her brother. don’t worry with the pups, they will come out cute again like my grey pup. i’m curious if what color will come out. sorry guys…. but inbreeding is ok to animals right? [NO!] it depends to the breeders if they want…”

If you inbreed, you’re playing with fire.

If you are breeding merle to merle, which is what dapple or “tiger” dachshunds are, this is what you can produce.

If you want dogs to have a high risk of producing dogs that are blind or deaf or both and have a heighten chance of being homozyogous for some deleterious recessive, then go ahead and breed them!

The stupidity of people never ceases to amaze me.


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I would hope they would have used red dachshunds to avoid accidentally shooting the dog when it comes out of the hole:


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From Yahoo! News:

The average Dachshund has a maximum weight of 32 pounds; five-year-old Obie (who used to be called AJ; we assume the “Obie” nickname is short for “obese” – aw, poor guy) weighs more than twice that, topping out at 77 pounds when new owner Nora Vanatta met him last month. (That’s seven times what a Miniature Dachshund would weigh.)

His previous owners, an older couple, had to give Obie up because of their own declining health, but thanks to what must have been expert begging by the dog, they’d managed to feed him almost to death in the meantime.

Vanatta is trying to keep Obie’s diet mission fun and optimistic; she’s started a “Biggest Loser Doxie [Dachshund] Edition” on Facebook, so that fans can track Obie’s progress (and maybe get help for their own portly pooches). The goal is for Obie to drop 40 pounds. It’s tough sledding to start out with, however. Because he’s so round, Vanatta can’t take him out for walks, so for now she’s got him on a special diet (a Purina rep helped formulate a low-fat, high-protein meal plan for Obie) and hydrotherapy to start melting the pounds away. Vanatta might incorporate a treadmill later on, once there’s less stress on Obie’s joints and bones. (All this stuff isn’t cheap, as you pet owners can imagine; if you’d like to help out, Vanatta has a PayPal account to raise money for Obie’s care. She’s been quite touched by the support they’ve gotten so far.)

Obie last month, before losing 7 pounds. Photo Nora Vanatta / Facebook.

It’s a job almost as big as Obie himself – but Vanatta thinks he’s worth it. “He is extremely sweet and loving,” she told the UK’s Daily Mail, calling him “a joy to work with.” And while she doesn’t judge his previous owners for overfeeding the plump pup – “[they] just couldn’t say no to those big brown eyes,” she commented – she’s hoping that her other dogs will lead Obie by example, and that Obie in turn “can be an inspiration to any person or animal trying to lose weight.”

Obie’s aiming for a weight between 30 and 40 pounds.

Dachshunds easily put on weight, which is really bad for their often already structurally unsound spines.

But I can understand why an elderly couple could let their dog get fat.

When my grandmother was suffering from Alzheimer’s, her miniature dachshund took advantage of her.

My grandparents always gave the dogs a meal of hot dogs in the evening, and well, Heidi realized that she could get my grandmother to give her more hot dogs than she would have normally had coming to her.

And she went from 8 pounds to 18 pounds– and looked something like a very plump bratwurst.

I hope that Obie slims down.

I can’t image what it would be like for me to be that fat.

As dogs get larger, they also have a harder time getting rid of body heat.

So Obie’s misery is even worse than what a 400-pound human would experience.

Poor dog.


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This painting is by Jean-Baptiste Oudry, and this dog looks very much like a dachshund.   The implication of the bag of pheasant and rabbit is that this dog flushed both to the gun.

This dog has some bassety features, which you sometimes see in American smooth dachshunds even now.

(Painting courtesy of Nara Uusihanni).


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