My niece Maki
A week before Christmas 2010, my brother found exactly what he was looking for: a 1-year-old miniature longhair dachshund. She was a rescue from a puppy mill and showed signs of neglect and a litter of puppies. She was adorable so he had to have her.
When we picked her up, the whole thing felt a little like a drug deal. In a dark parking lot we traded the little dog for a small adoption fee and went our separate ways. Not even 5 months later, she’s already pretty well adjusted and very loving.
Lucy on the other hand wants pretty much nothing to do with her. At home, Lucy spends her days trying to bait my roommate’s dog Abby into play by jumping around her, barking and nibbling gently at her ears and muzzle while Abby does nothing or runs away. With Maki the roles are entirely reversed. I have faith that eventually the two of them will become the best of friends!