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.

Gaspaatzo

Spaatz

If there is a way to have a non-traditional way to spell something, I'm on it. Just ask Foozeball.  Spaatz here, has been altered to Gaspaatzo, which is of course is incorporated into a little song I sing to him. He likes it anyway. Maybe I'll release it as a single some day and make millions. For now it's just for Spaatz, he doesn't seem to mind that I've changed his name so it sounds like the name of cold tomato soup. He just knows that he is the center of my attention for the moment, and that's all he really wants anyway.

Foozeball does Bluesteel

I look down and I see my wiener!

I look down and see my wiener, and its on the floor. Since I am female I am awful glad that as I look under the bottom edge of my dress I see my favorite black and tan, dapple, with one blue eye, mini dachshund, Spaatz. Also known as Babyman, Goopey, Spaatzen, Spaatzle, Sputzie and probably a few other things. This is where he likes to sit when I am doing things in the kitchen. It's probably a combination of him feeling safe there and his guarding me. I am his person. Make no mistake about that. Spaatz and Miss Peachy are in cahoots and anyone who dare to challenge them can kiss their ankles goodbye.

One handsome dude and his girl.

Dachshund Tries to Attack the Moon

Good ole Spaatz, not the sharpest tool in the shed, but I gotta give him credit for trying. Last night I was letting the dogs out the back door, which lets out into a big open field. It's mowed short close to the house, then eventually it gets into taller grass then woods. Well he leads the charge, all three flat out running, barking, I can almost here a bugle playing. I then realize what they're going for. It's not a varmint of any sort. It's the Moon. It's this giant glowing saucer just appearing over the horizon. One thing dachshunds don't like is things that are out of place. That moon is not there all the time so it was deemed a threat to the homestead and treated accordingly. They got way out there until the grass was getting too tall for dachshunds to pass through easily. At that point he decided he had bitten off more than he could chew and Spaatz called the patrol off. Figured there was plenty to sniff on the way back, it would be several minutes before they mosyed back to the house.

I just washed my hair and can't do a thing with it

Miss Peaches is a wire haired dachshund and being one has to deal with the beauty hazards of the wire hair. Here in NY winter is upon us, it hasn't been real severe ( although stinking cold last week) we've had a little snow here and there. This past Saturday we went to "the Farm" where I can let everyone run free but Rango the foster dog. Anyway they have a blast running around at high speed and its a big sniff-o-rama. Peachy disappeared under an old dump truck she had obviously been digging and her whole underside was muddy and stuck with old leaves and sticks. When we got home all the other dogs got a quick wipe down and I let them in. Miss Peachy after having the sticks and what not pulled out of her fur got carried in to the laundry room for a bath as you see her afterward waiting to be dried off. Sunday we went for a hike in the woods, she needed a quick wash after that too, not quite so much dirt but its the curly fur that not only attracts twigs and dirt but works like Velcro to hold onto it. Good thing she's coopertive in the tub.

HAPPY HALLOWEENER!!

HAPPY HALLOWEENER FROM DER SPAATZEN

BE SAFE EVERYONE!!

Happy Houndowiener

Well its that time of year when we dress our wienerdogs in silly outfits for Halloween. So as not to disappoint anyone we'll start a little early with Spaatz in the ever popular skull and crossbones outfit flanked by Fall colors and other Halloween things. Good to get into the "spirit" early. Sorry.

CLOUDY WITH A CHANCE OF DACHSHUNDS

As all we dachshund owners know they are pretty much a fair weather dog. Although some snow can be fun, rain pretty much sucks. Not only do you get wet when you go outside, but there is no sunshine to lay in inside the house. No fun for walkies either. So that means we're most likely going to pester mom all day. Spaatz pictured here, will go under the chair and tug on my pants, or jam his head up between my knees and be staring at me, or just jump on my lap. Foozy will put his paws up on me in that kind of pleading way so I will pick him up. Peaches will makes her little "hhrrump" noise so she can sit with me. I try playing some inside ball, but that's mainly Spaatz's game. Today the boys are running amok around the house so at least they get their exercise.That's another good thing about small dogs is that they can get enough action inside, usually without breaking any furniture.

Sunshine lovin Dachshunds

 

Wabbit Season Over Soon

I'm gonna find me a rabbit and cut his tail off
Spaatz probably doesn't realize that Wabbit season will be over soon. He has come real close, but has yet to get one. If he ever does it will most likely be a team effort with Miss Peachy and Fooze. Apparently though, some of our neighbors have been having problems with the rabbits getting their veggie gardens. Not here, the canine patrols are keeping the enemy at bay. Soon, as we feel fall creeping in, getting a bit cooler, and the days definitely shorter Spaatz will be watching more for the squirrels for his entertainment. There will be plenty of that, as our property is lined with black walnut trees. Did someone say squirrel?

Can You Describe Your Dachshund With One Word?

I was thinking about this the other day, and it sure is a challenge to describe any dachshund with one word. If I had to with Spaatz the "Babyman" I would have to say goofball. I'm not sure if its a matter of maturity, since he is only 2 but he is very silly, and sweet. I guess only time will tell about that. Somehow I think that he may slow down but the part of him that is goofy will stay the same. Just look at that face, what's not to love?

Adventures of the Bunnyman

Bunnyman
 Spaatz lives to chase the bunnies. Peaches does too, but she lets Spaatz take the lead. Foozie, if someone else finds the bunny then okay, but he's not going stalking himself. Yesterday we had a crazy little escapade I wish I had been recording it. There are a row of trees right out the backdoor, some have quite the thicket of grape vines around the bottom. Home for birds, bunnies and the occasional chipmunk. Well the bunny was sitting to the right side of the tree, the dogs go out, bunny runs into the vine cave leaving Peach and Fooze standing there as Spaatz goes around the other side, hear a little rustling. Next thing I know the bunny comes out of the bush like he was shot out of a cannon. Right in front of Peach and Fooze, they're so surprised they don't react in time as the bunny takes off and Spaatz is now out and on his tail. Peach and Fooze try to keep up as Spaatz disappears for awhile. Alas he comes up empty pawed again, tomorrow is another day. 

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!!

Spaatz, Miss Peaches and Foozeball

Happy 4th of July everyone from the My Three Doxson's. We hope everyone has the appropriate amount of fun and a little fireworks of course. Doesn't Spaatz look like a general? And well he should, he's named after a 4 star general. Miss Peachy is as beautiful as ever and well Fooze, he's named after a table game with a little ball that zings around willy-nilly. Have a happy holiday and be safe. 

THE KISSING BANDIT

Caution- He may steal your heart

Spaatz, the ever handsome heart throb that he is, sportin his metro-tie. He is the kissing bandit though. He just HAS to kiss you. Now its not a big sloppy kiss, I've had big dogs, where its like getting your face cleaned with an abrasive pad. It's a gentle little peck, although he likes to lick my nose too. I will tell him over and over no kissing, but he can't help it. If I can convince him to stop he will smother me with his body, and just when I think I'm safe, he will kiss me again. Certainly there are worse things that could happen to me in the course of a day so I don't worry about it. In fact I occasionally ask for a kiss, to which he never refuses. Always there when you need him. My hero- Spaatz.

Brave, to the point of Foolhardiness

Spaatz- Fearless to a fault

Good ole Spaatz, we let the dogs out the other night without taking inventory of the backyard, and wouldn't you know not only was there a bunny but three deer back there. Of course Spaatz took it apon himself to rid the area of said creatures. The bunny was not what was of concern. It was the deer. So he went bounding out there, kinda like Pepe' le pew. Bouncing a lot, the terrain isn't real smooth. The bunny scattered quickly, but the deer needed a little more convincing. Fortunately none of them were inclined to stand their ground against such a formidable creature. So Spaatz has kept the yard safe from foliage eaters for another day.



Babyman: The Toy Destroyer

Last moments for this tennis ball alive.
Babyman, aka Spaatz doesn't like his toys in one piece. Tennis balls must be shredded. Squeakers must be removed from stuffed toys, oh and the stuffing too. Once he gets a hold of it, its only a matter of time before I am picking up pieces and putting them in the trash. He has gotten a little better about it. One toy I got him for Christmas lasted a few months before all the squeakers were removed.A note to dachshund owners with the same tendency, forget about those "playballs" that look like tennis balls. They can't hold up under a Dachshunds teeth, real tennis balls are much tougher. Those playballs will not only be peeled, but chomped into chunks and left all over the room. A little extra money, but well worth it.

Spaatz helps with Laundry

Does not excell at folding

Spaatz likes to hang out with me when I'm folding clothes. Especially when the stuff is fresh out of the dryer. Then he likes to get right in there. I always enjoy having company when I'm doing mundane tasks. It doesn't get much more mundane than folding laundry. The big problem is that I have to keep taking away his snuggling material, so I feel a little bad. He'll keep moving as the pile gets smaller, but eventually he'll be forced to move on to some other project. That's Spaatz, always in the thick of things.

Unlikely Partners in Crime

Spaatzen and Miss Peaches

I'm not quite sure I totally understand the dynamics of their relationship. Peach on the one hand is the oldest, the alpha female, she does try to maintain her position. Spaatz is the youngster who is always giving her a hard time, but she's very patient with him and only occasionally does she really feel the need to let him know who's boss. Yet, that said she follows him into the yard after the squirrels and other woodland creatures like he's got an edge to this hunting thing.. They do a lot of sparring, which she enjoys, but sometimes wishes he would just go away. Over the weekend I gave Peachy her second shave of the warm season. It keeps her cooler and makes the ticks easire to see. I decided to do it in the bathroom, sitting on the floor with her. She is quite coopertive, but Spaatz wanted to be right there while I was doing it. Foozy our 3rd dachshund wanted no part of this activity and was hiding. Spaatz seemed to be concerned about his "girlfriend" and layed right next to her during the whole process. It seemed kinda sweet. He is sweet but a little dopey. Its a May December thing, but whose in charge keeps changing.

Sometimes we just call him "stinky"

The ever popular unplanned washing of the dog. These events happen sometimes. Sometimes you catch it before it happens. If you see them sniffing around, then flop down on that spot all of the sudden. If you freak out loudly and quickly enough you can avert the problem. The other day I wasn't so fortunate. Spaatz was exploring in the backyard and when he came back to where I was sitting I took one look at him and announced "I have to wash the dog". My husband with no sense of smell asked" why, does he stink?". I could see very easily the back of his neck and shoulder were soiled with something, I wasn't even going to check. Straight into the sink with you. I did get a whiff when he was close, it was really awful. I scrubbed him up with some nice doggie shampoo and he was a new man, fairly glistened in the sunlight he did. Funny how he decided to make himself smell good and in the end he actually did.

AWESOME DACHSHUND PHOTOS!!

I suppose its awesome because its my dog, Well, so be it. I love that face, that blue eye on one side. He's a bit of a knucklehead, but he's very sweet. Maybe he'll grow out of it. Fooze did, kinda. He sleeps with his head on my shoulder, and sometimes if I let out a sigh he will too and that makes me smile.

Spaatz Sidewalker

I have noticed since I have 3 dogs that there are definitely different styles to walking. That's true with people, so just imagine you have two extra feet. Spaatz here seems to walk sometimes on the diagonal as you will notice in this short clip. The white line shows the straight way, and he was going along not exactly parallel. He also sometimes does the "skip to my Lou" where he skips one of his back feet. That tactic is usually sported by Foozie. Then there is also "double footin" which is Miss Peachy's way of motivating. That is when both the front then the back feet move together as one. When my husband goes on walks with us he usually takes the leashes and I will walk behind because our road has no sidewalks and often no shoulder to speak of. That is where I can observe the many ways a Dachshund walks.