Discovered this morning during acoustic sunrise on KFOG. What a sweet song! Sung from the perspective of a dashing dachshund, but I venture he boasts many corgish similarities. However, I imagine if Linus were to ever author a song, his sentiments would be far more excitable (a la Dug) and much less… distinguished than Sir Dixie here.

The lyrics are great, too:

I'm a tiny dog named Dixie
    I have small feet which pitter patter on the linoleum floor, you can hear my toenails in the middle of the night
    My tag says I belong to the Johnsons, but they don't own me, they just feed me, they just bought me one day
    No one owns me, I'm Dixie the tiny dog

And in the middle of the day I sit in the sun and I hear young children call me a weiner dog, perhaps that's what I am
    The Germanic term is dachshund, and I like that
    I'm thin and I'm proud and no one can make fun of me
    I can slip through the bars of a prison if I were ever incarcerated, but I don't know what I would do wrong
    My body yields no evil inclination, I'm a pure weiner dog

My name is Dixie, and I go dancing 'cross the floor in the evening of the Johnsons when everyone is sleeping
    Sometimes I look for a morsel of food, but they're so clean they're almost anal-retentive in their cleanliness habits and there's nothing for me
    But I don't despair

Because I know tomorrow my Gaines Burgers will be there, and they will unwrap the plastic from them and then feed me this succulent dish, and I will eat
    And oh, I've watched the German Shepherds with their long necks, their graceful necks, dipping into the toilet to drink whenever they want to have a drink of cool water in that well
    But I must plead, I must beg, I must whine for Mr. Johnson to put out my bowl, or one of the Johnson boys to refill it after I drink it, because I'm Dixie the dog and I like water

And in the middle of the night you can see me dancing a small Fred Astaire tap dance, with my little toenails
    They go click click click against the linoleum, and I run down the hall and I slide
    And the back of my goes in front of me...slowly
    I'm long and I'm thin, I'm Dixie the tiny dog and I like it.