This is Dax. She's the dog this blog is named after, obviously.
I got Dax when I first started dating Charles about 7 years ago. My family had dogs when I was growing up, but they were mostly hunting dogs so I didn't really hang out with them much. I consider Dax to be my first dog. I adopted her from the animal shelter as a puppy. When I went to choose my dog, I was immediately drawn to the Dalmatian-looking puppies. There were two left out of the litter; one male and one female. Per the sign on the cage, the male was the one with the black circle around its eye. This was the one I chose. After about 9 months, I started to wonder why my male dog was still crouching to pee. *Turns out, Dax was a she and not a he. This is why she's got such a masculine name. We didn't want to confuse her so we just let her keep the name.
A little over a year ago, we added to our family. I've always loved Dachshunds. Charles, not so much. I had to BEG for this sweet little baby. She's the funniest little thing and now Charles loves her too.
This is an older photo of Molly wearing a sweater I made. I think she was about 12 weeks old. We don't have any of her by herself since then because we can't get her to sit still long enough.
Here are a few shots of them together.
*This isn't the first time this has happened. Someone once gave me a cat and told me it was a female so I named it Lucy. About a month later, I discovered Lucy had balls.
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