I should mention that prior to my current wife, Frieda, I lived for a sort time with the lovely Sissy! Sissy was an older dachshund, a literal German Hausfrau who was very set in her ways and refused to bend. She didn't like to share my dog bones and frequently bared her teeth at me, especially when my DogDad, Steve, wasn't looking. She was a small, but mighty, little lady who passed over the Rainbow Bridge shortly after leaving our family. You are missed, Sissy!!
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