I really love this sweet little song. It certainly engenders a deeper respect in me for wiener dogs ("the Germanic term is dachshund, and I like that . . ."). Watch it and then keep reading below.
So, while I was googling for a video of this song to give you, I came across a blog called Jewish Survivors of Sexual Violence Speak Out. The blog entry features this same YouTube video and says "The song is sort of long, but I think it touches on several important issues survivors of childhood abuse will have to deal with some time in their lives. The end of the song is extremely powerful."
Um . . . really? Really really? I wish the author of the blog had expounded somewhat upon this statement, as I have no idea what connection one could draw between this song and the survivors of abuse. Are you suggesting that the German shepherd had its way with Dixie? That she is abused by the Johnson boys? That the sliding of the back of her in front of her ( . . . slowly) as she slides down the hall symbolizes the involuntary superimposition of a sexual abuse victim's genitalia over their essential self as a personal identifier by a sexual attacker?
Well, whatever gives you comfort, I suppose.
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