Éva came for her first big park walk at Sweetwater Creek State Park this weekend. It was the happiest Allison and I had ever seen her… at least until Sunday, when we brought a new Dachshund home; Scarf.
For a couple of hours, Allison and I read and worked on an island in the river, and Éva had to swim across a small section – she was happy to obliged, but a bit cold afterwards.
When Allison and I adopted Éva, we intended to give her as a Christmas gift to Allison’s parents, since their Dachshund, Helga, died this past summer. After spending 24 h a day for 1 month with her, needless-to-say, I became increasingly attached… and it is certainly mutual. So this weekend, we adopted a second Dachshund for Allison’s parents: Scarf. Both dogs were rescued by the Atlanta Humane Society from a hoarder or puppy mill; a self-described breeder who mistreated their animals simply to make a profit. These puppy mill dogs often have difficulty socializing with humans, but clearly get along with one another.
Scarf is likely to be renamed Eva (pronounced as the English E … vahhh) or Greta. Éva (pronounced as the English A… vahh) sits atop her ‘cousin’, comforting her as she adjust to her new home.
One of the few opportunities I’ve had recently to leave the city – Sweetwater Creek State Park surrounds a section of the river and upstream reservoir along with 9 miles of fairly rough, beautiful trails. I look forward to seeing this place during the spring and summer, where browns are less abundant…