The risk of being seriously injured by a Dachshund is very small, but not zero. Be warned.

From An update on Valerie by Ann Althouse.  

You remember Valerie, the miniature dachshund who escaped into the wilds of Kangaroo Island, blogged here.

Today, I see "Valerie the dachshund rescued after 17 months in Australian wilderness/The eight-pound miniature dachshund had transformed from an 'absolute princess' into a rugged survivor" (WaPo).

And in the comments:

mikee said...

Out bicycling with a friend one fine day in my undergrad college years, we rolled into a suburban street and a Dachshund immediately saw us from several lawns ahead of us. It gave chase, and almost caught my friend, who was cycling in the lead, but failed. He then saw me and hopped broadside directly into the path of my front wheel. I went ass over teakettle, a fine old expression, and ended up scraped and bruised. The little weiner dog was completely uninjured, quite happy with its victory over the bicycle, and trotted home. My wrist was broken and I wore a cast for 10 weeks and squeezed a rubber ball for many more.

The risk of being seriously injured by a Dachshund is very small, but not zero. Be warned.