What is it with artists and dachshunds? 🐾 In the early 1970s, Andy Warhol moved on from his famous cats and entered his dachshund era. In 1973, at the urging of Jed Johnson, he adopted a dark brown miniature dachshund named Archie — and the attachment was instant. Archie went everywhere: the Factory, exhibition openings, even late dinners at Ballato’s on Houston Street, where he was discreetly fed under the table and occasionally hidden under a napkin when health inspectors appeared. Warhol once refused a trip to London because he wouldn’t leave him behind. More than a pet, Archie became an alter ego. Warhol would hold him in press photos, sometimes answering awkward questions by “speaking” to the dog instead. Artist Jamie Wyeth even painted Warhol with Archie tucked under his arm — poised, composed, almost aristocratic. A few years later, a second dachshund, Amos, joined the household. Less social, he preferred home life — and gradually the nights out ended. In his final years, W...