Peewee was adopted on Saturday, April 16th, 2022. Yes, I said Peewee; that was not a typo. His name was changed to Kiwi a few days after he came home. He was nine years old and was a beautiful Short-Haired red dachshund.
After being “surrendered” twice in his short life and not being in his best health - he was severely overweight and had blotches on his skin – he found a home with me.
“You have 30 days to return him”, they said. It’s not an option. I have a home, and he needs one, so Peewee (now Kiwi) was stuck with me. It took several days before I saw his tail wag. The veterinarian confirmed it to be normal and said two weeks would pass before his true personality would show. So, how bad could it be? He’s a dachshund, after all.
Kiwi’s past was a mystery, but his behavior told a story of many firsts. The park was strange and exciting; the outside world seemed new. The car rides were pure bliss. His ears took flight in the wind, and he loved it. Everyone and everything had his full attention.
Kiwi, 10 pounds lighter and with a shiny coat, enjoys life at its fullest. Florida has been his home for the past year, and he loves his brother Randall (Cocker Spaniel rescue).
I Love Wagging by Tail has been significantly inspired by Kiwi. The mischievous bits of the story are what make this book Fiction.
Every dachshund parent enjoys the "colorful" personalities of their beloved doxies that can simultaneously fill their hearts while testing the lines of patients.