proof of rudeness
I have known both these dogs since they were wee pups. In fact when they came home for the very first time from kennels, they both travelled home on my lap in the car. Since then I have seen them most days. Year in year out, day after day I see them. I give them cuddles, walks and treats. That is how well we know one another.
And what sort of greeting do I get every morning when I walk up to the gate? Sweet tail wagging and loving eyes? No. I get barrage of wild barking.
This is the rudeness of dachshunds ;-)