meet Jacksie and fat Gretel.

My mom has two dachshunds. We always grew up with outdoor dogs and for as long as I can remember she had wanted a little dachshund, but my dad was anti indoor dog. My second year in college we finally convinced him to let us get her one. (Sidenote: the unfortunate thing about this is that the next day our chocolate lab had 8 surprise puppies......whoops!) So, for mother's day we took her down to the pet store and there were two to choose from. There was little long haired black and tan one and a short haired dappled one. She picked the little black and tan one and named her Gretel. Now Gretel is a character. She had issues from the beginning. She wasn't long like a normal dachshund...she was more compact. She is also FULL of personality and a little high maintenance, but super cute and we have always loved her. She has gotten quite fat over the years, which is unfortunate for her because again, she is not long. It looks like she is a soccer ball with legs. I affectionately call her fat Gretel.

Now, my dad was anti indoor dog, like I said. But about 2 years after we got Gretel, he came home one day with another dachshund puppy. He said he decided he wanted one for himself. The irony in this is that that puppy is, and always has been, obsessed with my mom. His name is Jacksie. He is named after my mom's granddad. He likes to be under covers ALL THE TIME. Below is a picture of him (he is lump in the middle of the bed).