My name is Molly Verma. I am 6 years old and I live in California with my mom and dad. I hear that you are getting a dog soon and wanted to tell you all about my breed, the dachshund.
While I know that we are not a hypoallergenic breed, a girl can try, can't she?! After all, you make me believe that hope is alive, sir.
The dachshund originated in Germany. Our name means "badger dog," "dachs" meaning badger, and "hund" of course meaning dog. We were bred to go into small spaces and flush out prey for our masters. If I may say so myself, we are the most tenacious breed out there! While I have never flushed a badger out of its home, I have chased away many a squirrel off of our patio. Indoors, I have a stuffed squirrel Grandma gave me for hunting practice. I haven't caught a real one yet, because mom won't let me, but judging by the amount of stuffing around the house from my squirrel toy...I could take one on!
In addition to being hunters, we are also very loving. I love nothing more than to curl up with mom and dad and watch TV. Anything, so long as I am by their side. This demonstrates my very loyal nature. If I hear a noise, I am off like a shot to scare it away with my booming bark. I will do anything to protect my family.
Finally, our dashing good looks make us the perfect dog for the White House. We come in a variety of colors from red, like me, to dapple. In addition, we have 3 coat types: short-haired, long-haired, and wirehaired. Everywhere my parents take me, I attract attention. We cannot get through a store without people stopping to admire me or tell me all about who they know that has a dog just like me. Toy breeds are a dime a dozen, but dachshunds are the real deal in the looks department and my many admirers in the public know it! I am the perfect dog for men, because I have a big dog mentality, but I come in a small package which appeals to ladies. My breed is ranked lucky number 7 in popularity in the United States according to the AKC's 2007 stats.
We dachshunds have it all-bravery, brains, and loyalty. This makes us the perfect American dog. It can't hurt that we're so good looking, either. We are all the things a First Dog should be. We are all the things great Americans should be-brave, intelligent, and loyal. This is why you will be a great leader.
Mr. President and family, it is my hope that you will consider the dachshund when choosing a dog. It would fulfill my dream of seeing doxie(s) on the White House lawn! But take it from me, of utmost importance is that you choose a shelter dog. When I was 4 years old, my original family decided that they could no longer afford to keep my sisters and I. Dottie and I ended up at the South Bay Purebred Rescue in San Jose. I am not sure what happened to my sister Betty. We had been kept outdoors for most of our lives and were covered in itchy fleas. We were well fed, according to my girlish figure, but we hadn't received adequate medical care. Lucky for me the Purebred Rescue is such a wonderful and caring organization that had the means to keep me until I found another home (thanks to the support of donors.) My good looks were also appealing enough to make me highly adoptable. I shudder to think what would have happened to me if I hadn't been so lucky to end up at a rescue group. There are thousands more stories just like mine, but that don't have happy endings. Please keep your first promise to America, sir, and choose a shelter dog. You could help to begin breaking the cycle of unwanted dogs and overcrowded shelters.
Good luck tomorrow on your Inauguration Day. I am so happy to see this day finally come.
Woof,
Molly Verma
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