Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Will Work for Food

Hungry Boy by batterie61
Hungry Boy, a photo by batterie61 on Flickr.
Foozie here will do pert near anything food, even sit still. I have known some dogs in my time that weren't possesed by food. Dogs that were "nibblers", you know, have a few kibble, come back later for more. Ive heard tell of finicky dogs. I've never personally owned one. Foozie is dedicated to the consumption of all things edible. I hazzard to say he might eat untill his feet didn't touch the ground. That's short work when you're a Dachshund. When I come home and Foozie believes its suppertime its a big production. He runs about the room, spins in circles and makes crazy shrieking sounds. Yet, here he sits like a little gentleman, waiting for his chow. Last to be served, first to finish.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

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.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

**DACHSHUND ART**

Ammo The Dachshund Artist
Now this is what I call Dachshund art!! I was looking for something different and I found it. I guess his paintings go for about $60. He's doin better than me. Go Ammo!

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

In case of Emergency: Apply Small Dogs Immediatly

Rupert,Peaches,Foozie, Olivia,Loreli,Spaatz
When it comes to Dachshunds, the more the merrier, I say. I had one Dachshund for a long time, and he was awesome ,but then we had two and it was even better. Plus its better for them because they never have to to be alone. I now have three, and its a happy little group. My daughter has three, and when they're all together its spectacular. It definitely hard to be in a bad mood with this much Dachshund energy swirling around.
Multiple Dachshund Syndrome

Sunday, April 15, 2012

AWESOME DACHSHUND PHOTOS!!

This is just an awesome looking Dachshund, so pretty. She has that "two face" thing going on even more than Spaatz.

Friday, April 13, 2012

Can You Guess Who Shredded the Dogbed??

Foozie and Spaatz
Can you guess which one of these handsome lads might of shredded the dog bed? They look so innocent don't they. Sweet Foozie on the left in red. The original troublemaker, still the go to guy if the trash has been gotten into, but has settled down a bit now that he's five years old. When we first got him he picked on Miss Peaches terribly, would bite her butt and yank on her ears . Now that he stopped, we got Spaatz. Spaatz, the new kid on the block since 2010, will be 2 in June. He currently terrorizes Miss Peachy, don't get me wrong, she can take care of herself. She enjoys sparring with him, he can be relentless though, then she'll get nasty with him and he backs off. He is the royal destroyer of anything that squeaks. Its his mission in life, this includes small woodland creatures, which he's only had a couple of close encounters with.
The Boys- Partners in Crime.
Now if your guess was Spaatz, you would be right. Spaatz does like to shred things, sometimes they don't even have to squeak. Now mind you the worst part, after cleaning up all the foam bits all over the kitchen is that I made this bed for them when I got a great deal on some 4" foam and made a cover from some bright outdoor fabric. He opened the velcro at the end and proceeded to bite little bits of foam out and send them strewing all over the place. It wasn't the welcome I had in mind when I walked through the door.