If your heart doesn’t skip a beat at the sight of a sausage dog, then best to move on, because this post is going to be a shameless love letter to the inimitable Dachshund, in all its many guises.
The Dachshunds in London Club meets once a month or so, rotating around London’s parks, and allowing Dachsies to socialise with others of their breed. My sister heard about them on the doggie grapevine, so we joined their Facebook page and headed off to Hyde Park with the rat this afternoon.
As we approached the Bandstand, I could see a group of people but wondered where all the dogs were. Then I lowered my gaze and there, six inches or so off the ground, was a sea of little sausages of all colours and sizes gambolling about in the sunshine. Magic. (Unfortunatley we were a little late, so we missed the group photo.)
We lost our hearts to Phoebe, the tiniest, softest dappled Dachsie puppy:
And then it was home.