The Wheelbarrow Was Meant for Hay. The Dachshund Had Other Cargo.
Somebody left the wheelbarrow by the shed door, and now it holds the best passengers on the farm. A dapple Dachshund with a scruffy, speckled coat sits upright on a bed of straw, brown eyes calm and a little serious, like a driver waiting for the engine to warm up. Beside him a pink piglet leans in until her snout is almost touching his shoulder, one ear flopped forward, looking up with total trust.
Around them sit all the small details of a working yard: a watering can, a coiled hose, a pair of muddy sneakers by the steps. Dachshunds were bred to follow scent trails and dig after burrowing animals, so they tend to be curious, bold, and a bit stubborn, which suits a dog who has just decided to adopt a piglet. Their long backs are delicate, though, so it is wise to keep them from jumping down from heights, and to lift them with support under the chest and hips. A wheelbarrow is fine as long as a person is doing the lifting. Pigs, meanwhile, are clever animals that love to root and explore, and a pile of straw is about as good as it gets for them.
We will call this little one Pearl. She has settled into the straw like it was made for her, and the Dachshund seems fine with being her backrest. Neither one is in a hurry. The wheelbarrow is not going anywhere, and the view of the yard from in here is excellent.






