I can't find the original source of this amazing little photo. It's simply titled fred_dachshund.
Source also unknown
On the first day, God created the dachshund and He saw that he was good.
On the second day, God created man, and well, God was not impressed.
On the third day, God and the dachshund met to decide what to do with the man and they determined he should be the dachshunds servant.
On the fourth day, God and the dachshund trained the man to get food, get water and to make a fuss over the dachshund.
On the fifth day, the dachshund said to God, "Hey, Big Guy, this is kind of fun to be waited on foot and foot, but what's next? " So God created woman. That same day, God and the dachshund began the woman's training.
She was trained to tell the man exactly when to get water and when exactly to get food so that God and the dachshund would not have to be bothered.
On the sixth day, the woman found some apples and told the man to take them to the dachshund. The dachshund, on seeing the apples said, "Hey! Those are God's apples off His tree, we are not supposed to eat them!"
The man said, "OK, I will eat them my self!" And he did and shared them with the woman. Well, God got pretty ticked and He threw the man and woman out of the area. And God was left alone with the dachshund.
On the seventh day, God thought about taking a rest, but the dachshund was hungry and thirsty and God had to get up early to take care of the dachshund because the man and the woman were gone.
Once God got used to getting up really early to tend to dachshunds needs, things settled into a sort of routine. God would get up, dig the dachshund out of its warm burrow in the clouds and take the dachshund to an area to take care of business. This is where hail comes from.
Later, God would find the dachshund food and feed it from His own hand and give the dachshund over to the angels with which to play. The dachshund would race back and forth over the clouds with the angels in tow, racing here and there and tearing up the sky. This is where tornadoes come from; from dachshunds running back and forth over the tops of the clouds.
In the evening, after the dachshund was really tired after playing with the angels, God would take it back into His bed, burrowed in the clouds.
But the dachshund always wanted a night light on. This is where sunsets come from; the dachshund night light.
And God has been looking after little dachshunds ever since.