Eli was a real pain the butt at times, but more than that he was such a great companion to my wife. He loved going out on the boat, to his lake house, and keeping all the other dogs in line at the dog park. Eli was not afraid to show his dominance to any dog and he showed it to every dog he met.
Except one, a five-pound miniature dachshund named Oreo. There was nothing scarier to Eli then that rabit, for all he knew, white and black spotted hell on wheels, monster. Eli was one of kind, that little guy could poop like a 60lb dog on a mission. He was also kind and had a heart of a 120lb dog when around his peeps.
