My Three Doxsons

My Three Doxsons
Spaatz, Miss Peaches and Foozer

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Dachshund- Black Belt Cuddler

Might as well give in now
Dachshunds are black belts when it comes to being cuddlers. You might as well give in to them. They'll take you down and you won't want to get up. They're the perfect size, not so big that they would squish you, and not so small you might squish them. Spaatz likes to curl up right in front of me with his head on my shoulder. Then he'll let out a big sigh, which will make me smile. Wherever he is, he must be under the covers, even in summer, and he will give me "the face" until I cover him up. Foozy likes to be by my legs, but if we're watching TV he will perch himself on my shoulder. Miss Peaches tends to get warm with her wire hair and will often be on top of any blankets, pining me down. There you have it, I have been completely disarmed and at their mercy. I don't mind, warning: it is always best to hit the bathroom, get a drink, snacks, phones, remote controls, magazines, tissues, note pad, pen, before sitting down with dachshunds. You may be there for a while.
Foozie on my shoulder

Monday, September 23, 2013

Before you name your dog Max - think about it

Spaatz
If for no other reason, than to save confusion at the vets office, give a little more consideration to naming your precious new friend. I know a lot of people won't like this  (because they already named their dog Max), but every time I read a story about someones cute, amazing dog, he's called Max. We like to spend a few days with our new pups and a name usually just happens. Spaatz here, we were thinking something German, and well my last name lent its way to naming him after a WWII general from the American side.
 Foozeball describes our red dachshund to a T, when we first got him. If you are familiar with the game with the little ball that zings around. I know its spelled wrong.
 Miss Peaches was originally my daughters dog, I knew when we brought the dog home she would name her Pumpkin or Peaches. Peaches it was. When we got her spade, my husband went to pick her up. There were 2 dogs with the same name who were spade the day before. They asked which one was ours. My husband said "whichever is the peachiest" They got it right.The only exception to this formula was Watson. I had decided that I wanted a wire hair dachshund and I would name him Watson. It took 3 years for that to happen, but when it did, it was right.
Peaches and Foozeball
It's not that Max isn't a perfectly good name for a dog, but it gets to a point when you think, wow, you really mulled over that one for a while. I guess I like a little uniqueness. Like if my last name was Smith, I wouldn't name my kid John. It may only take a couple of extra minutes to think of something just a little different, just a little special, like I'm sure you think your dog is.