My dream finally came true and I was able to go to dachshund paradise, also know as the annual Wiener Dog Races in Buda, TX. The champions were out defying some unbearable humidity, as well as the odds in doing their best with some rather short (er, nonathletic) legs.
Dachshunds were in all shapes, color, sizes, and of course clothing. Add a shabby Elvis impersonator (stopped 20 seconds into "Hound Dog" because HE didn't like the way he sang it), pony rides, a kissing booth, food that will shorten your life (but tastes so good), and all the wiener dog paraphernalia you could ever want. My dachshund had the time of his life and his human had a pretty swell time too.