Anybody who’s met me has heard about Stretch, Ellie and Rascal. I know they’re pets but to me they’re more than that, they’re part of my family and my babies.Before we adopted them we had Buddy. He was a black mini dachshund who ran our household. Buddy was tiny, weighing 8 lbs at 2 years old but he had attitude that would rival any Rottweiler. I remember the day I came home with Buddy, he was 6 weeks old, Don took one look and said “I want to call him Buddy”. Buddy lived up to his name by making Don his best friend and following him everywhere.
When Buddy died at 2 1/2 from kidney failure we were devastated. Don wanted to talk about getting another dog but I wouldn’t even think about it. This was December 1, 2006 and I told him we’d discuss it “after the holidays”. I did tell him the next day I wanted another mini dachshund but I wanted a female, red and wanted to call her Lucy. Little did I know God was already working on it. Four days after Buddy died the vet called. She had a 2 year old, red female mini dachshund that had been in a shelter for the past year. I initially said no but Don said he thought we needed to so I called the vet back and the next day we picked up Ellie. In the shelter they called her Miss Ellie and that sort of stuck and the name fits her perfectly.
A few months after Ellie came into our home Don’s sister needed to find a home for Stretch, their terrier mix. Don was with her when she got Stretch as a puppy and he was close to her so of course we were the first people she could think of to give her a good home. Stretch was thought to be a chihuahua/dachshund mix and from what I understand when they got her she had a long body, short legs and resembled a stretch limo so the name Stretch Chihuahua came to them. Since that was a mouthful she became known as Stretch. We’ve since learned that Stretch is indeed a chihuahua/dachshund mix with some rat terrier thrown in. She is the most loveable dog with a Barney Fife look to her. She looks like she’s always waiting to get yelled at or pushed away. I really don’t know why because my sister-in-law and her family loved her and we give her nothing but love and praise but in reality she did come from an abusive home prior to moving in with Don’s sister.
A little over a year ago we got Rascal. Over the course of 3-4 weeks someone had a chihuahua/dachshund or Chiweennie puppy advertised on Freecycle.com. He was supposedly 8 weeks old and nobody wanted him. After seeing his picture we decided we couldn’t resist. Before we picked him up we were tossing around names and came up with Rascal or Trouble. I wanted Trouble but Don won with Rascal and he lives up to that name proudly but we often think THUD would have been a better name.
Rascal is always doing things that leave us doubled over laughing or hitting our heads and saying “WHAT?”. He’s also running into doors, walls, furniture and the gas grill outside. He’s got some sort of neurological problem but the vet said he’s healthy in every other way so consider it part of his personality and what a personality he has. When we first got him he couldn’t stand up without falling and when he did start walking he’d take 2 steps and fall. He’s now running all the time but often goes past what he’s aiming for and has to backtrack which leaves us in stitches. His slight problem doesn’t slow him down though, he’ll bang or THUD into something and keep on going without even stopping.
Stretch, Ellie and Rascal each got their names in different ways but each one has the name that is perfect for them. Ellie or Miss Ellie is the motherly one who’s always loving and grooming the other 2. Think of Miss Ellie Ewing from Dallas. Stretch’s legs have gotten longer but she’ll always be The Stretch Puppy to those that know her and Rascal, well, he’s still the Rascally Rabbit and is usually doing something that makes us laugh.
I am blogging about my pet’s naming as a part of the “What’s in a Name?” Campaign hosted by DogFenceDiy, the invisible fence alternative. DogFenceDiy is a trusted company and always puts your dog first.