My "sister" Lori.This may come as a shock to you, butt I was adopted. I lived with my birth family for my first 11 months. I grew up speaking German/Dachshund. I did not grow as much as my siblings. In fact, I am considered to be below standards for a Dachshund. It caused me to be very much shy and introverted. I was not a good candidate for adoption. Then one day a miracle happened.
I got adopted.
I had to learn a whole bunch of new stuff... in a hurry. I even had to learn "ENGLISH".
I become a whole different "person". One that would fit in on this hill. The problem is... now I sometimes don't know if I am a Real dachshund or a Real person. I get things a little confused sometimes. One min. I think and act like a dachshund and the next I behave like a person. It is kind of tough to be a dachshund in a two legger world.
I bring this up now beclaws I have some new blog furends and I wanted them to understand that sometimes I switch back and forth even on my blog. It may get confusing for you. I know it does for me, a little bit. Maybe I THINK like a two legger and ACT like a dachshund.
Then there is the issue of my "sister" Lori. She was NOT adopted. I love her a lot, BUTT I feel very much sorry for her. See she was born... well... with "problems". Poor Lori only has two legs and ........ NO TAIL. I guess she got those traits from mom and dad. I don't know. Life can be very much confusing sometimes.
Although things aren't easy for me to keep seperated... I want to tell you that MY LIFE IS REALLY VERY MUCH GRRRRREAT. I hope that all the two leggers who have chosen to Adopt one (or more) of U S, know how much we appreciate having a good home and family.
I think that we will talk a little more about this whole adoption thingy in a day or two. OKAY???
