My Three Doxsons

My Three Doxsons
Sir Foozeball ,Spaatz & Miss Peaches

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Hounds of Awesomeness

Where ever I am 
They are.
Kitchen , bathroom
even the car
Lifting my spirits if they might be down
The Hounds of Awesomeness
are always around.
Four little dachshunds
here, by my side
for sleep, a walk
especially a ride.
A comedy team
Therapists Supreme
Hunters of vermin
like you never seen.
Ready for action
or maybe a nap.
A biscuit, or cheese
sugar peas that snap.
Snausages, yogurt,
did I mention the cheese?
These dachshunds of mine
are easy to please.
Devoted, 'tis true
Vigilant little crew
Knock on my door,
They'll be barking at you.
They'll bark and bark,
seems they can't get enough 
It's their job you see
to protect their people and stuff.
They may make you crazy.
They will make you laugh 
The Hounds of Awesomeness
Sure are a gas.
The ever awesome...
Foozie, Sandie,Spaatz,and Peachy


Thursday, July 31, 2014

The Other Reason Dachshunds Have Short Legs

We all know that the dachshund was bred to hunt vermin down low and underground, which is why they are the low riders they are today. My theory is that they have developed the short legs to make the distance to the ground shorter. I have noticed when I go to pat my dogs that before my hand gets to their back they've
flopped down on their backs and are offering the belly for a good rub. So the real reason for the short legs is to prevent injury, whilst increasing the amount of belly rubs immeasurably. Then when you stop patting them they will stay in that position and give it a little wriggle that is an invitation for more of the same.
This tactic often works. It does with me anyway. They know how to work it. Eventually you have to get something done, but they will keep drawing you in with their cuteness that is hard to resist.
It's okay, you can justify it. I'm just lowering my blood pressure. It's almost like exercise. Yeah, that's it. Think of the health benefits. Just a few rubs makes you feel better and the dog happy too! It's all good. Now go out and find yourself a dachshund and reap those benefits that are there for the taking.

Friday, July 18, 2014

Hitchin' Up The Team

That's what we call getting the dogs ready for a walk. Oh, and don't say the "W" word in front of them unless you mean it. For that matter don't say "ride" or "treat" or "biscuit". Dogs tend to assume your talking about them. Anyway, once it's been decided your going, there is a little change that comes over everyone just to make the whole process of getting the harnesses and leashes on more difficult. Peachy, who is older and kinda laid back, turns years younger, starts pickin up toys giving them the death shake then picking on the other dogs. Messing with them. Sandie will start to tousle with Peach, they usually don't interact too much. Spaatz, who's the most out going of the group, turns into a dweeb, hating having the harness put on. Even though we're always gentle, and once we get going he's the happiest leading the pack. Foozer just figures he'll be difficult and go sit in the crate. I have to fake leaving without him so he comes out, or just yoink him out in the dog bed he's curled up in. So basically everyone really wants to go, but they have to turn into jerks so the whole harness thing is extra difficult. Peach will even lay on her back while you are trying to put it on. Once we're out the door it's all systems go. In fact, yesterday they thought they saw a critter down the road, when they took off after it, they about chirped my tires.When we got close, that's all it was. a piece of tire.
Ride, Walk, Ride, it doesn't get better.


Tuesday, July 15, 2014

Spaatz- One handsome Lad

Look out you varmints!
Spaatz is my miniature black and tan dapple,one blue eyed dachshund. He is handsome dude. I am biased naturally. He's very devoted, he's sitting on my lap right now. That's where he likes to be. Even if he is just using my lap as a lookout, as he scans the backyard for any kind of movement. Then he will take off as if shot out of a cannon in the hopes of eliminating one of the chipmunks that populates the world.The "chippy's" as we call them, are real good at getting to some little place where dachshunds can't tread. Even when they are being pursued by 4 dachshunds. They just hunker down. Spaatz was out there around the the wood pile for hours over the weekend. Entertainment? A pile of wood and a chipmunk. Spaatz was so involved, he had a piece of wood in his mouth, trying to move it. He finally realized I was standing there, dropped it. Looked at me as if to say "oh, hi Mom, didn't see you there". Then he was back to chippy hunting.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014

All tired after running, swimming, killing

We knew we were going out to a big family shindig down in the city, so I wanted to make sure the dogs got good walkies in so they wouldn't mind being cooped up for awhile. So we took them out to run at the farm down the road. They always have the best time there because they can really run at full speed off leash and burn off that nervous doxie energy. They ran out to a pond and went in, Peach and Sandie, the wire hairs, got totally wet as usual, the boys didn't go all the way in.
We were headed back when they decided to cut through the woods to the other pond where we like to go fishing. All of the sudden we heard a melee ensuing, sharp, high pitched barks. We knew something was up, so we started to make tracks towards the ruckus. Mind you Foozie was hanging back with us. Not so sure it would be good to get involved. When we got close we could see the had something in the field. Well, it turned out to be a bad day for a medium size woodchuck. Pretty much wrong place, wrong time to be eating some clover in the farmers field when three dachshunds happened along and did him in. Next, was to distract them whilst my husband disposed of the body.As we headed back home we saw the farmer who was heading out to make hay. Told him of the dogs dispatching of the woodchuck, he seemed to have a whole new respect for the noble dachshund and mentioned there was another chuck hole by the stone fence. Anyway, after their adventure that included lots of running, swimming and a little killing I knew they would be napping while we were away.

Friday, June 6, 2014

Peachy likes to dig.

This is what happens when your dog likes to dig. She gets ANOTHER bath. Miss Peaches is a sweet doggie, but she can't shut down the dachshund instincts. It's okay, I'm prepared with a vinyl apron and dog shampoo. The laundry room sink is the best place to do it.
She knows it's coming. She was digging at the edge of the fence, in the garden. I wish I had a new plant handy because the hole was deep enough. That chipmunk was long gone. At least this time it was just the face and paws. Sometimes it's one or the other.Then other times it's has been the whole dog, caked on mud, stem to stern. A lot of rinsing just to get down to the dog.
In the end that's just Peachy, she's the only real digger in the group. Spaatz like's to hunt, Foozie would rather lay in the sun. Give him a call if you catch anything. Then there's Sandie who likes to hunt, sun and Roll! And we know what happens to dogs that like to roll............
One freshly dried Sandie


Wednesday, May 28, 2014

There's Actually a dog Under all that Fur


We went to England, had a wonderful time , but now we are back. I felt that it was time to give the girls their summer cut. This was a new thing for Sandie as far as I know, she's still the new kid on the block around here. As you can see Sandie-Poo is pretty much a mop. If I could only get her to walk under the bed in a grid pattern we might have something here. Although she does like to spend a bit of time down there, she doesn't quite get the job done. So I got the electric dog shaver out and got down to business.
 I must say she's a whole different dog now. It was a lot of work, and she was really good for her first time. She did get a little fed up towards the end. There was so much fur, and I was covered with it. I did Miss Peaches next. She was a breeze. She's been done many times so she just lays there and lets me do it. Took a fraction of the time.She didn't start out with as much fur though.
So we're ready for summer, trimmed up, got the cushion on the lounger, here comes the dog days of summer