Y’ can't beat dog powders for steady-in’ the nerves. That ole gentleman was a changed man when ‘e left, sir! The last I saw of ‘im ‘e was chasin’ a butcher's van down the street. Well, ‘e could do worse, sir. Dogs can teach ‘umans a lot about the secrets of ‘appiness an’ the ole-fashioned virtues. There's more loyalty an’ affection to the square inch in a dog than there is in the average marriage lines. It don't matter whether ‘e's purebred or kind of involved, y’ can't beat a dog for doglike devotion. Now look at Adolf ‘ere! Y'd think that ‘e'd spend ‘is life nursin’ a
“No need to cover the goldfish bowl when you sneak a quiet one in the evening.”
secret sorrow with an underslung chassis like that, an’ no wheel base to speak of. But, no; beneath that sausage-skin of ‘is there beats an ‘eart of gold. Y’ might think e's a fox terrier that has been through a wringer an’ then treated with free air but that's the way ‘e was born, sir. A ‘uman bein’ sentenced to a bit of bodywork like that would grow bitter an’ spend ‘is life stirrin’ the aloes, so to speak. But Adolf is the essence of sweetness, the whole three feet of ‘im. One thing about dachshund y’ get plenty of dog for your money.