This is what you get when you cross a Miniature Dachshund with an American Bull dog.

I know, I know.

The Bull dog laid down for the little goods. Apparently size doesn't matter in the doggy kingdom.

The mother: "Baby" the American Bull dog, was owned by my best friend Pam who passed away in 06 of cancer.

The Father: "Toby" the Miniature Dachshund is owned by my biker buddy, who is also the eldest brother of Pamela's then boyfriend.

Bella is one of 9 puppies, I know her little sister died three days after they were born and another was hit by a car at 8 months old.

These dogs are very spontaneous and can go from sitting looking at you to doing loops around you with a high pitched bark and a low growl that makes you think she's 10 times bigger than she is. She'll listen when she wants to and is over all a really smart dog. She's 30 lbs, she's built like a large dog on short legs and is pure muscle. She pulls me around like nothing else when I let her get away with it. Her fears are inanimate objects that move on their own, plastic, and inanimate objects that speak, such as a drive through speaker or the answering machine and things that are the color black. Likes: Peanut butter, anything that is chewable, cats, ByeBye (Ride in the car), Children and meeting people. She prefers to play with big dogs because they can play rough with her and she does enjoy being smacked around quite a bit. She's incredibly fast for having such short legs and it throws the big dogs off when she runs under them and knocks them right over.