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We have known Rocky since he was just 6 weeks old and the people across the street got him for their daughter.
We got to know him pretty well because he was made to stay outside, all alone, alot because he would potty in the house and I guess no one would take the time to train him. Anyway, he would dig or push his way under the gate and come running over to our house. I took him home every time for awhile, and then I got to keeping him until they were all panicked out and came over to see if I had seen him. After awhile, I knew he would eventually not be wanted by them anymore and would be mine.
And one day, sure enough, I was out in the front yard and the lady across the street yelled over to me "Hey, Carol, would you like to have a dachshund?" And, of course, I said yes I would love to have Rocky.
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ROCKY, YOU ARE SUCH A GOOD BOY!!
ALL DONE! THAT WASN'T SO BAD.
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