We have a shitzu/wire-haired doxie.... thinks she is a pit bull! Hubby never like small dogs, now you can’t get her out of his arms most of the time!!
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LOL. Mr. Mercat wasn’t too sure about this dog either. Our adopted daughter called up one day crying and her birth grandmother had died. Grandma Sandy was something of a pet hoarder and had this five year old dachshund named Bandit. We had had him about two days and were still thinking about calling dachshund rescue when he jumped up in Mr. M’s lap and fell asleep. Mr. M said, what’s this dog’s name? Biscuit? I said, it is now and then next day we chipped and neutered him. He’s been our constant companion now for six years.