Word: dachshunde
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Sometimes the tug of war between parents and children even reverses direction. Kendel Ratley, 23, a public relations account executive in New York City, misses her miniature dachshund, Loki, dreadfully and begs her mom to bring him for a visit. But Betty Ratley, a nonprofit fund raiser in Tyson's Corner, Va., has resisted, afraid Kendel won't let her take him home again. As for me, I can grumble all I want about my girls not taking their cats--because I know they never will. Recently when little Seis fell ill, I felt stricken. Caring for her was hard...
...they get more support from their dogs than their spouses or parents. The author zooms in on 12 dog-human relationships in Montclair, N.J., a prosperous community with a large canine population. In Montclair, pet-human bonds take on a variety of forms: a twice-divorced wife puts her dachshund puppy in diapers; a woman with breast cancer, left by her husband, depends on her corgi for solace; a teenager who has been abandoned by his father abuses his pit bull. Katz, who has two border collies, has nothing against closeness with pets. Indeed, he writes with sensitivity about human...
...expectant mother became upset. Doggie gossip spreads like wild-fire: while the victims returned to court, the community found Acey guilty without a trial. Just the other night, Porter and fellow path denizen Rick Lamb rehashed the incident in hushed tones as a Harvard student hurried past. Watching his dachshund chase after a bouncy bee-hive toy, Lamb sighed "Acey doesn't come around here any more...
...designer's South Beach villa, where his blood still stained the front steps. What she discovered there was more like a Versace catwalk than a crime scene. "It was totally surreal," says Drummond. "There was a squirrel on a leash perched atop a man's head. A dachshund wearing a necklace pranced about, and models were everywhere, mugging for the cameras...
...with the deference they felt they had earned. In one of the excellent catalog essays for "Exiles and Emigres," the writer Lawrence Weschler compares their idea of themselves to "Roman nobility in the rustic provinces...as stubbornly patronizing and aloof as the locals were sometimes naive and gauche." The dachshund story sums them up--as it does the situation of most exiles in America in the late 1930s and '40s. Two dachshunds meet on the palisade in Santa Monica, California, and schmooze about their fortunes. "Here, it's true, I'm a dachshund," says one to the other...