Dachshund Chronicles: Where did he come from

Random Toto story (1974-1984) first family pet: As much as I hate to admit it....I believe Toto came from a bad breeder. I like to think we saved him. He was 4 months old when we brought him home. He did come with some 'baggage'. Within two days of being home, he had a major case of tonsilitis. He was so small (3 lbs) we could not give him all the meds at one time. It was every two hours for 7 days. I had a newborn again. As you know from all the previous stories this ended well. He was up and about in no time and barking like a champ. Other issue were his fears. He was afraid of all men, except my husband. He was afraid of brooms and he was afraid of hats. So if a man came in the house wearing a hat, with a broom Toto turned into a little pile of quivering reddness. He conquered the broom thing quickly. We still had a few more months to deal with the man and the hat issue. My dad wore a hat and had a booming voice. If he walked into our house with the hat on, Toto would roll over on his back in total submission and wet in the air (even if he had just had a potty break). Of course the pee landed back on Toto which required an immediate bath, which he did not like either....they made him smell un-MANLY. Daddy finally started leaving his hat in the car when he came to visit and he used his 'inside voice' around Toto. We were his first owners so these fears had to have been developed at the breeders. After about 6 months of age he became FEARLESS nothing was too big for him to tackle.... as you have read in previous posts. He was TNT on four short stubby legs.