I was raised with a daschund who was 8 weeks younger than I. One of my most vivid memories was when my dad was at the Naval Post Graduate school and our daschund got in a fight with a German Shepherd. One of those...”this block is not big enough for the two of us” fights. My dad went outside in a towel trying to break up the fight. I couldn’t have been more than 4 years old and it made quite an impression. Lots of personality packed in a little body.
People think Dachshunds are funny looking dogs, what with their sausage shape and all, but tend to forget that they were bred to go underground and fight badgers, BADGERS, to the death.