You'd almost think the Mighty Dachshund has some feline blood in her veins, the way she hates water. She hates baths. She's peeved when she has to pee and the grass is covered in dew. She's downright offended if she's asked to poop in the rain. Even when I hold my largest umbrella over her, she sometimes refuses to do THAT dastardly deed. In rainy weather, I've seen her suffer for two days, rather than hunker in the wet. After a couple days, though, she usually catches a dry spell, OR gives up and wisely lets desperation overrule stubbornness.
Though not diabetic, she DRINKS more water than a full frat house on Sunday morning. She also will veer into any puddle of water she sees, like some two-year-old kid. Why she hates to pee in wet grass, but will trot through a mud-puddle, I have no idea. I suspect it's a control issue. One thing's for sure; she's a piece a' work! Copyright 2015