Sandy Klein sent
excerpts from http://evidenceanecdotal.blogspot.com/2008/09/quaintly-circumstantial.html , under `Quaintly Circumstantial' In Are You There,
Crocodile?: Inventing Anton Chekhov, Michael
Pennington lovingly describes his visit to Melikhovo[...]thrilled to have stood
on the steps where the dandyish-looking Chekhov was famously photographed
holding Quinine, his dachshund: Bromide had a grandson named Box II (for
unexplained reasons) that a few years later became the pet of Vladimir Nabokov.
Box II ended his days in Prague with Nabokov’s widowed mother. In Speak, Memory,
Nabokov describes his dachshund in his final days as “an émigré dog in a patched
and ill-fitting coat.” Pennington picks up the Chekhov/Nabokov
connection.[..]coincidences, however abhorrent in art, are reality’s consolation
prizes.
Dachs must have been favourites among
artists. Victor Hugo's grandson had a dachs, called "Lolita"
and he once dressed her up to meet Picasso's dachs, "Lump",
as a "bride". Here are the images and short text: