Walking with Dachshund

Lucy, our Dachshund, and I, have been walking what we call, "The Loop" a hilly one and two tenths miles, for the past four years. Often we walk with our partners, Janine, and her Vizla, Sadie. But when they are not around, we go it alone. Actually, this blog would more aptly be called, "Pulling the Dachshund ," because as you can see, that is what it takes. Lucy is just as likely to lock her elbows and refuse to move as she is to walk. Dachshunds are notoriously stubborn, and Lucy is no exception to the rule.

As the name implies, and with their long snout as evidence, a Dachshund is a hound. I'm convinced that for her the word, "walk" really means "sniff," because that's usually all she wants to do. She gets all perky when I say "walk." Sits up, ears bend out and she has this endearing little trick of lifting her right paw, as if that makes the walk happen. To me a walk is a chance to move my legs, swing my arms, get fresh air and notice the world around me. To Lucy, it is just a chance to sniff.

Dachshund World