Always on Alert
Our current dog Molly is a Dachshund-Papillion mix that we got as a rescue in North Carolina. She had been found in some brush covering in tar near NC 24 in Carteret County. Judy met the lady who found her at the Vet when the lady was taking Molly in for her shots. Judy saw the face and body of the puppy in the lady’s arms and did not notice that the ears were slightly askew and that her legs, conveniently hidden were real legs and not Dachshund flippers. Judy offered to help as we had lots of experience with quirky Wiener Dogs. A few days later the lady called us as Molly was wearing the lady’s older dog out. We went to get her and Judy gasped in horror when she realized that Molly was not a purebred Dachshund but a mix of undetermined type. Some thought that she might be Dachshund and Shelty, but after a lot of research and looking around we realized that she was half-Papillion. This aside I fell in love with the little thing, she was about 5-6 months old and weighed all of 7 pounds and we took her home.
Come Down Here Squirrel!
Molly’s face is that of a Dachshund with ears that don’t really know what to do with themselves as they are sort of a blend of Dachshund and Papillion ears with the fringes of a Papillion. When she is on alert they look like fire-direction radar on WWII Navy ships. She is a beautiful shade of dark red, her body a bit longer than a full blooded Papillion and her legs a bit longer than a full blooded Dachshund. Her tail is the curved tail of a Papillion with a large cascading plume. She looks a bit like a small Red Fox; something that one of neighbors in North Carolina thought that she was a Fox pup.
Molly is incredibly smart and though we knew that she was smart we have been discovering this year that she is scary smart in problem solving ability, understanding and perseverance. We thought Frieda, aka “the Queen” or the “Dog from Hell” was the smartest dog we had ever seen and Molly makes Frieda look average. Those of our friends and family who have met Frieda can attest that Frieda was scary smart. Molly is smarter but without the evil edge that Frieda had. Molly loves to play, if you tell her to get such and such toy out of her huge basket of toys she will dig until she finds it. Every year at Christmas we wrap presents for her and watch as she opens them and begins to play.
Unwrapping Her Christmas Presents
Molly is also incredibly sweet to us and people that she knows. She is a suck up and very melodramatic or as we say “Mollodramatic.” We have a friend named Tim who with his wife Diane will watch Molly when we are out of the area and Tim is Molly’s “boyfriend.” It is embarrassing how they make over each other; you’d think that they need to get a room.
With One of Her Many Toys
You would think that a Dachshund-Papillion mix would have kind of a blended personality and temperament. Moll is not like that. She runs either 100% Dachshund or 100% Papillion, there is no middle setting. Her Dachshund temperament shows when she is not happy about something, she will be positively aloof and even morose. She will like our Dachshunds take revenge if she is pissed at us for whatever reason. This usually takes the form of destroying underwear by cutting the narrower side- seam like she was using scissors. To keep her from doing this we keep a child gate at the foot of our staircase as she is sneaky about things like this. When she is in Papillion mode she is sweetness and light, almost like “Nermal” in the Comic strip Garfield. She is also somewhat unflappable very little spooks her and she maintains her own little life. She is not co-dependent like our Red Dachshund Greta, or as we called her “Poo,” see One Tough Poo, Memories of a Fat and Fearsome Wiener Dog https://padresteve.wordpress.com/2009/06/13/one-tough-poo-memories-of-a-fearsome-and-fat-wiener-dog/ nor do we have to contend with Frieda’s “you are the inept help” attitude towards us. See Let Lying Dogs Sleep https://padresteve.wordpress.com/2009/04/27/let-lying-dogs-sleep/
Like a Fox
Molly is also quite the watchdog and fighter. She does not like big dogs at all and we have to restrain the little shit on occasion. Likewise when someone comes to the door she about comes unglued in defending the place so much so that we have to use squirt-guns or bottles to put her in her place. Words will not do at this point, but she does not like getting sprayed. For a rather fun account of one of these incidents see my post from a few months back entitled Saturday Morning Distractions-Jehovah’s Witnesses at the Door https://padresteve.wordpress.com/2009/04/04/saturday-morning-distractions-jehovahs-witnesses-at-the-door/I have no doubts that if someone were to ever tyr to break in on us or cause us harm that Molly would actually give her life to defend us and our property.
However the most interesting thing that we have seen and often the most fun is her relentless protection of her realm in our backyard. Woes betide the squirrel, rabbit, possum, or bird that comes into our yard. She has actually caught and killed two birds, she never fails to chase the squirrels, she once cornered a possum at night in the corner of our yard, thankfully I was able to grab her before she could launch her attack and well thankfully the bunnies have not been in the back when she was on the lookout as I do not think that they would fare as well as the squirrels have to this point. She also takes her time to hunt down flies and other bugs that might get in the house or that she traps on the porch. Her one mistake was eating a spider once which caused an emergency Vet visit as her nose and muzzle had swollen up like Karl Malden.
Looking up the Tree at the Squirrels
Having only had things with Dachshund blood, and Judy having Pugs growing up neither of us knew anything about Papillion temperament. All that we knew were that they were very smart, sweet and playful. We had not read the part about them being the protective and combative type that she is, until we saw the comic at the top of this post yesterday. I saw it and about died laughing out loud as it fits Molly to a tee.
Hunting for Squirrels
Molly certainly makes our life interesting and she is a trip.
Somebody Knows Molly