Can you guess how I got my name? Do you think it's because I'm faster than a speeding bullet? Wrong! I was named Bullet at the animal shelter because the veterinarian removed a bullet from my back. Fortunately, it was a flesh wound, and my hair has grown back over it. Now I'm in a cozy foster home with several doggie friends and nobody is shooting at me. This is the good life. I'm pretty laid back and have decided that summertime is no time to stay outdoors for long. I love air conditioning.
I just finished my heartworm treatment and am ready for my forever home. My foster mom says I'm the most beautiful dachshund she's ever seen. I make her laugh often with my comical facial expressions and poses. I'm soft and huggable and oh so affectionate. Around here, I'm called "the gentle giant". Do I sound like the perfect dog for you? I'm pretty sure that I'm the dream dog that every adopter is looking for!
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