Dachshunds have always = Christmas for me. When I was growing up, both sides of the family had dachshunds and when we would all get together, they would roam in a pack. Some years there were dachshund puppies. I saw my first ever long-hair at Christmas and then my first ever dapple. For me, Christmas IS dachshunds. I don't remember if I told JC that particular story or not, but given that he's the coolest dood in the world, he probably just knew.
Thank you so much for making this a DACHSHUND-RIFIC xmas, JC Wallace!
Ps. My totally chill and laid back and unexcitable husband has been snuggling the game for the last fifteen minutes.