~Harrison-It was about 2-3 months after my dad had died. (I was 7). My mom was pretty distraught, as any other widow would be. And I guess she decided to get another dog (We had a toy poodle, and my dads female dachshund at the time). And she looked in the paper, and got Harry.
~Bradley-A couple months previously we had rescued a pregnant husky mix off the streets. She had her puppies, and they all found homes. And then she turned on two of our dogs (the toy poodle mentioned above, who was 12 years old at the time, and his daughter Emily, whose mother was the dachshund mentioned above). We had her euthanized (Which was very hard for us, we had fallen in love with her..and even though she killed our two very loved dogs, we didn't want to see it happen..but we couldn't let her kill another dog). And we got to the point a few months after it happened, being left with 2 dogs again, out of 5, to get Bradley. My mom surprised me after school with him one day (I was around 9 years old). We also got a dachshund named Janet soon after him. She was killed by a car in '04.
~Elliot and Daggett-My mom decided to breed Harry and Janet (As mentioned above)..and those two were the puppies we kept. (That was 7 years ago).
~Cartman-Seeing a pattern..my mom WAS (Past tense) a dachshund byb. She decided to stud Harrison out, and we took Cartman home. We didn't want another dog, but nobody seemed to want him because of his size..hes a very large dachshund. So we took him.
~Charlotte-In January 2004 Janet was killed by a car. She was my mom's little porker, and seeing the pattern that when one of the dogs dies, she tends to calm her self down by getting another one a couple months after, she decided she wanted to get another dachshund. I told her about looking into another breed,so we looked through the classifieds (Before I knew anything about bybs) and we looked at Beagle puppies, Wiermaraner puppies (Which my mom really loved..but the puppies were too old), and Shipperke puppies. Then the last ad we looked at was for "Chihuahuas". So we went over to look at them, and my mom fell in love with Charlotte..Who was clearly a mix..but my mom didn't care..SO we took her home.
~Peanut-It was about 2-3 weeks after we got Charlotte, and we went down to the SPCA with my mom's friend cause she had adopted a dachshund the day before and was picking her up from her spay, and of course me and my mom looked at the dogs. We saw Peanut..He was so cute, very thin. We were told he was a puppy. (My mom didn't want to get an older dog..she always wanted puppies). There was actually a drawing for him..and we won.
~Jannah-In September of '04 my dad's dachshund, Hannah, had been suffering for weeks with kidney problems..She spent most of that month at the vets office endearing tests, and being force fed...she was going through kidney failure. She died that month, she was 13 years old. And like I said, she gets a new dog when the other has passed to help her get over the losses, this time she "had to have a dachshund"..so we got Jannah from the local classifieds.
~Bjorn-I had been noticing Bjorn in the yard of a neighbor of my best friend. He was about 8 weeks old, and was chained to a chainlink fence. There was no food, water, shelter..nothing. We had walked by to go to school for a couple weeks, and he was ALWAYS in the same spot. The only water he got was from the automatic sprinklers. one day it was about 114f outside, and me and my friend decided he didn't deserve that treatment anymore (My friend knows those neighbors, and he said they are hardly ever home)..so we "Stole" him. He would have died of starvation/heat stroke/Dehydration if we didn't.
~Bob and Reese-I had joined a dog forum at this time, and was learning about what a byb was (This was 2 years ago)..And my mom told me she was going to breed Harry and Jannah. I protested, I told her not to, I told her about the homeless animals..and she counteracted by saying "Look how many stray cats we have taken in..I have helped homeless animals". She bred them anyway. I actually brought Bjorn home a couple weeks before she gave birth.
~Lucy-Me and my friends were on our way to a movie theater and we took a side street. My friend, a big dog lover, saw Lucy walking down the sidewalk. Lucy was skin and bones, the skinniest dog I had ever seen. We got out of the car to try and get her, but she ran and yelped..and ending up running into someones yard..which turned out to be her own yard. In the yard we saw another dog, a larger dog, chained up to a tree..FILTHY, and skin and bones. He had no water, and no food. And the yard was disgusting..Feces everywhere. There was a cage with wild pigeons, they had no food and water either). We ended up doing something drastic, and people were against it..since it was against the law. We hopped the fence, we let the birds out (Their wings were not clipped, and they immediately flew away), and we took the dogs. We took the large dog to a dog rescue, and he did end up being adopted, and we took Lucy to my house. She was absolutely terrified of people. She yelped when you touched her,she bit. We worked on her for months and she slowly got more accepting. She still has issues with strangers touching her though.
When we first got her:
And after she got healthy:
Shes still a very picky eater..but shes a porker now! lol
and even though most of our dogs came from bybs, or my mom bred them and was a byb...all of our other animals are complete rescues, and not one came from a byb. My mom used to be one of those people who had the mind set that she could only have a purebred..a purebred dachshund for that matter. But I have completely changed her views about that, actually..Lucy changed her views about that. She is very much into only rescuing dogs from now on.