Guess what today is? Christmas' gotcha day! Here's what I have to say to my pup on his special day!
Wow, it's already been a year since you joined our family! We took you to your forever home and you've been an awesome dog since day one. I mean, yeah, there's been the ups and downs of housebreaking and the constant need to be lifted up and down the couch, but hey, that's life with a Dachshund!
You've proved yourself to a fiercely loyal companion and protector to me and the rest of the family, and you do hilarious things. You can sleep on your back with your paws dangling in the air for the entire night, you don't just wag your tail when we come home but you wag your entire body. On the less hilarious side, you sometimes throw up when you take a single bite of a food you're not used to eating, and you did swallow the cats' mousey toy whole and throw it up after a week of it sitting in your stomach.
You're also a pretty smart fella. When it's time for your evening walk, you put your front paws up on my leg and whimper, staring at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes. When you need to go outside throughout the day, you rapidly lick my hands as your way to notify me. You're a very quick learner, mastering several tricks a day sometimes. You're always looking for guidance, and you're always looking to please someone.
I know you'll do awesome when we take the Canine Good Citizen test. You'll need a little bit more practice, but I know one day soon your registered name will not be "Brownwood Time To Shine", but "Brownwood Time To Shine CGC". You also excel in the show ring, and we make a great team. You show with such spunk and tenacity, even though you have a way of not doing what you're supposed to do in the ring because you'd much rather try to play with the dog a few feet away from you. You and I have great memories together of the two of us laying in a hotel bed watching Food Network.
Although you're a calm, mellow, and obedient dog, you have a wild side that I can't help but admire. You run laps around the kitchen table with your kitty brother Cosmo at your heels. You also do a game with Cosmo where he lies down in a loaf position and you stand there with your tail wagging as you bark. It's almost as if you want to play and chase him, but there's an invisible barrier that's blocking you from doing so.
We've never had a more obedient, eager to please, and food motivated pup. You'll do anything for food, whether that be a delicious morsel of a warm hot dog or a tiny piece of your kibble. You also love other dogs, especially your best friend Ripley, the Great Dane/Lab mix. It's especially interesting that you like him so much, because you're usually terrified of Labs for some reason, especially the hundred pound Lab pup who likes to escape his home to chase you and try to play with you.
After seeing how obedient, kid loving, and adventurous you are, perhaps one day you'll be a therapy dog. Everyone knows you and adores you in the neighborhood, and it's hard to walk down the street without someone stroking your fur or a little kid laughing at your sausage shape and holding your adorable face. You never care. You just know that you spread happiness to people. I especially saw your way of spreading happiness, laughter, smiles, and good vibes when I took you trick or treating with me on Halloween last year. We were both dressed as hot dogs, and all the people you've learned to love in the neighborhood couldn't help but love your little outfit. You even got to show it off to your friends Ripley and Piper!
I remember the day we brought you home. It was a Saturday, and it was the second day of our very first dog show. I'll be putting the picture of us in this letter. You know, the one where I'm holding you outside of the building the dog show was at. You were coming home, to your forever home, to begin a life with the people you call your own. I still remember your freedom ride. You looked out the window of the car for half the way home and the other half, you put your front paws up on my shoulders and slept. You knew you were going home. We even ate outside of the Zaxby's restaurant before we got home, and you tried to sneak in a bite of grilled cheese. I remember jokingly saying that eating Zaxby's (my favorite restaurant) would officially be"Christmas' Welcome Home Tradition".
Chris, thanks for completing our family. You're my brother, my baby, my best friend, and my little love. I'm so happy you're my boy. You're a goofy, obedient, calm dog and you bring happiness, laughter, and occasional hot dog jokes to our family. You're our beloved Doxie baby, and we'll continue to love you and be your family. We love you, C!