Cloudy With A Chance of Dachshunds 2

Fooberschnozzen

So you wake up, and apparently the sun is hiding behind the clouds, because its not as bright as it would be ordinarily in your room. It's feeling particularly cozy because your dachshund(s) are all snuggled up on top of you. Your thinking, we're all so comfortable here and the sun's not even out, why spoil it, at least for a few more minutes. It's kind of the opposite of a snooze alarm, if you let yourself go back to sleep, it might be another hour before anyone might feel like moving. Maybe the sun will be out then too!

It's okay, I didn't need to get up just yet.

Can You Read This Dachshund's Mind?

Spaatz's expressive little face is clearly saying to me anyway " Mommy, I need my corduroy moose toy very, very bad, right now. Would you please, please get it for me now or I will jump over there to get it and crash and maybe hurt myself." That may seem like a lot for a facial expression, but take my word for it, that is definitely what he is thinking. He is also standing on the arm of a sofa, calculating his trajectory to the little table that will not hold him. So to prevent my foolhardy little dachshund from making a big mistake, I will quickly take his photo, get his toy for him, and send him happily squeaking on his way.

Whatever he needs, its always very important.

FOOZEBALL ROCKS HIS FOOTBALL SWEATER

Foozeball has the curse of being very handsome. Not a thing he can do about it, he's just a good lookin dude. He is a dog that can really rock a sweater or polo shirt. I got him this little sweater and it goes so well with his copper color. He is a dog that tends to look naked when he's not dressed. He will lick his armpits until there is no fur there, so I found keeping him in a shirt solves that problem. So he wears the sweaters this time of year, he's cool with it, and warm with the New York winter.


 Fooze ia a summer polo, waiting for a ride

 

Mr. Sunshine

Fooze does Blue Steel

Just call him Sunshine, 'cause that's where he wants to be. Soakin' up the rays, as if it might add to his copper color. He'll be out there on the hot days, but he can't stay too long. That's why this time of year is great in the northeast. You can lay in the sun all day and not get too hot. I also keep strategically placed dog pillows about the house so they can move about as the sun moves and always have a cozy spot to lay down. It must be nice when your only concern is when to move to the next pillow.

You Talkin to Me?

Foozie wants to ride the Harley

Foozie might be up for a little daring-do. But first he needs a helmet and goggles. That's what all the cool dogs wear. The other day he rode with dad while he was mowing the grass, so now he thinks he can do it all the time. He was ready to go when he posed for this picture. He will follow dad to the ends of the earth. Mother says safety gear and something to hold onto, so he had to stay home. What a disappointment. He will have to be content to follow dad all around the yard and ride in the truck. Wanted: Riding helmet and goggles for dachshund-size small.

Dachshunds return home to New York

Fooze ready to roll

While the camping trip to Maine has been a big success for the dachshunds, they do seem real happy to be home. The eight hour trip back can be a little taxing on anyone. I may have to get one of those little screens to keep the dogs in the backseat. I don't mind them sitting with me part of the time, but after they have repositioned themselves several times to get comfortable I end up feeling rather trampled. And I look like it too. Its mostly the boys, but if you let one of them up front, they're all coming. Plus they all want to be ON me, at least partially. Next to me is not quite acceptable. Fooze also wants his head on the window edge. I can't imagine how many times I told them to get in the back. I'm not sure if its their memory or if their testing mine.Most likely they know I'm a big push-over for a cute face and they might just get away with it.

Foozeball's Word: Neurotic

Don't get me wrong, Foozie is a great dog. He's just a little anxious about things. The thing is dachshunds seem to have a phenomenal body clock. They know what time it is. We have a routine here, like feeding time and rest time, walkies etc. Well Fooze knows when these events are supposed to happen and if there might be a delay he may start to whine about it. It can tend to grate on ones nerves. This seems to be a very difficult behavior to correct. Fooze is a rescue and I don't know what happen prior to his coming here. When we first got him, he would try to bite you if you patted is rump. He actually has improved so much since we got him, except for the whining he is the easiest little dog to get along with. He also, although our dogs are very wary of strangers, will be the first to decide people are okay and sit on their laps, but he knows when its our usual bedtime, and if we don't get up and start getting ready for bed he will go in the kitchen and start to whine about it. He really just wants his bedtime biscuit. 

Can we go for a Ride?? Can we?? Can we?

Waiting for the chauffeur
My three doxsons sure do love going for a ride. Most dogs do, unless its all about the vet, but the crew here love it. Sometimes I take them out for a quick spin around the block just to make them happy. Fooze usually sits in my lap because he just settles down and sometimes he will go to sleep. Miss Peaches can't sit still long enough, although she may try to double up with Fooze there is the one wienerdog rule while driving. Spaatz doesn't call shotgun for sitting on my lap quick enough and he doesn't really seem overly concerned about it.While they enjoy my PT Cruiser convertible, they also really like my husbands Suburban so the short dogs can enjoy the view of those who are not height challenged.

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.



Foozeball, a Perfect Dachshund Comma

Foozy-B

Don't you just love when your dachshund is curled up in a ball, kinda shaped like a comma. No one demonstrates this better than Foozy. He looks so sweet, like a little angel. Somehow I don't think I look that peaceful when I'm sleeping, still dreaming about jobs I had back in 1982. Ah, to be able to be a dog and actually appreciate the sweet set up you have. Not all dogs have it sweet I know, but one of the lucky dogs like mine.

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.

AWESOME DACHSHUND PHOTOS!!

Luncheon Weenie

You know, I wish I could take credit for this one, but I can't. I don't know who took it or the dogs names, but I know this is a priceless photo of a wienerdog who's not too sure if he's on the menu. If anyone knows who took it I would be glad to give them credit. My blog is predominately about my dogs, Miss Peachy, Spaatz ,Foozeball and Watson. Every once in a while I see something that I must share. This one is worthy of a lol.

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.

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.

AWESOME DACHSHUND PHOTOS!!

Basket of Dachshunds

Happy St Patrick's Dogs!!

Its a little early I know, but you know you can't put any holiday off to the last minute. It all takes planning, some holidays more than others. Ya gotta hit the dollar store. Atleast to pick up your silly items to dress the Dachshunds in holiday attire. They don't mind too much, there are treats involved of course, little ones because its going to take more than one, especially with three dogs. Although Peaches likes "dress-up", head gear is not her favorite thing. Everyone decided to take this photo shoot laying down.
I hope everyone has a pleasant St. Patrick's day, not too pleasant though. You know it originally wasn't supposed to be a drinking holiday? In fact in Ireland its taken more seriously than people in the US do. That's what they said on NPR. I'm sure they have a few beers too. It actually commemorates the death of St. Patrick in 461. He is credited with bringing Christianity to Ireland even though they kidnapped him and brought him to Ireland as a slave. He escaped, then went back, what a guy! And now they remember him forever.

**Dachshund Art**

I am happy to share this bit of Dachshund art. I am particularly proud of my mailbox which is a mosaic glass on metal. I'm working on a "life size" Dachshund in broken china which I'll post when its finished.

Spring is about to Spring!!

Spring is definitely on its way, as the first Crocuses are signaling. This signal is lost to the pack, just returned from our walk. Feeling a little pooped are we? Fooze tends to be a little camera shy, hence the bowed head. Why would a dog not like having his picture taken? Its certainly not a bad hair day. Anyway we are looking forward to all the flowers that will be coming up and spending more time outside. Happy Spring!