The sacred holiday for Dachshund lovers. Dachshund Day is held twice a year in Washington Square Park. Me and my husband had been hearing about it for a few years now, but would always miss it because we could never figure out when and where it was.
Well, this year, we somehow managed to figure out the top secret deets, and were excited to go (maybe too excited). We packed up Lyndsey Toast in her dachshund bag, and rode with her on the train this past Saturday from Brooklyn to Manhattan.
On our way there, we saw a woman and her awesome, almost solid white doxie headed there, and they followed us.
Entering the park, we could see a solid crowd of people surrounding the fountain. I was so excited as we walked with Lyndsey toward all of the wieners. Lyndsey was not thrilled. She did not want to make friends with her kind, as much as I wished she would. She kept on trying to run out of the park and look for squirrels to chase.
The day consisted of an hour and a half of dachshund owners pointing at, taking pictures of, and petting each other's dogs. Awesome. And then two men handed out sheet music, before leading everyone in a song. The best song ever.
There's no other dog like a dachshund
walking so close to the ground
they're stubborn and sly as a fox
the happiest pet to be found
Dachsie meine dachsie
the best canine under the sun
call you "wiener" or "sausage" or "hot dog"
we know that you're number one
Most kinds of dogs seem to either
have shapes or proportions all wrong
they're only one way or the other
but dachshunds are both short and long
Dachsie meine dachsie
the best canine under the sun
call you "wiener" or "sausage" or "hot dog"
we know that you're number one
Hilarious. Don't be surprised if you see this one shooting up the Billboard charts.
Now to the good part. We saw little, big, old, young, longhair, shorthair, wirehair, fat, and skinny. In every color you could ever imagine. Dapple, piebald, black and tan, chocolate, brindle, izzy. And here they are.
One my my favorites. Bless his little doxie soul.
Where'd ya get that dress, girl?
Lyndsey sniffing the occasional dachshund on the worst day of her life
Fluff McGruff
Hangin' in our stroller, peepin' the weiners
Perched on the fountain ledge like a bird
Little wirehair with a cool cap on
Biggest and baddest doxie there
Mr. wirehair, chillin' on the ground
Dachshund Day, put on by the Dachshund Friendship Club, is held every Fall and Spring in Washington Square Park. Better start planning now. The next one is the Spring Fiesta on April 30.
