Aww, Hot Dog!!

You know my Foozie boy is a sun worshipper, but this week as certainly put this to the test. Although he has still gone out and found himself a comfy spot on the lawn to lay out. He only lasts a few minutes and he's perfectly willing to head back into the house. We did have one day where it did top 100 degrees. I say you have to be nuts buddy. Hopefully next week it will not be so hot and he can keep his awesome tan going.

Roll your bod.

DACHSHUND BOWLING

This will be about as close as Miss Peachy is going to get to bowling. Its a funny thing, I used to have a standard wire hair dachshund named Watson. He would always sleep like this with his head out of the dog bed on the floor. I used to have to ask him to pick his head up so I could go by with the vacuum. Now here's Miss Peachy laying the same way, her head just happened to end up in the bowl. My two smoothie boys don't ever lay like this, but both my wire hairs do it regularly. I wonder if anyone else has noticed this behavior.

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!

My Three Doxsons wishing everyone a safe and happy 4th, and if you live in the east dry, if your in the southwest you can have all our rain for at least a week. Spaatz on the left, trying hard to look like the general he was named after, Miss Peaches as our blond beauty waiting at home and Foozeball, sidekick to the general. Spaatz even though he has the good looks to be general, he most likely would be comic relief. Who ever heard of a general with the nickname "Goopy"

The Dachshund Alarm Clock

When the dachshund alarm clock goes off you have no choice but to get up. Especially when it a three pronged attack. I was laying in bed, awake basically, ready to get up, but not moving. You know what that's like. Then all of a sudden the boys are up in my face armed with long tongues attempting to lick me. Then, Miss Peaches comes climbing up on me from the other side looking for her share of the fun. Next thing I know I'm definitely awake and laughing. They're jumping all over me and flapping they're ears as part of the wake up call.Now mind you they have a really awesome internal clock so they're timing is perfect. I think if everyone were to wake up this way the world would be in a better mood.

You lick her face, I'll sniff her ear.

Drabble Does a Doxie Right

I love this comic because it so often catches the essence of the dachshunds I live with. I literally say "oopsie", and they come running because its the signal I dropped something. Occasionally, if they're sleeping and didn't hear me I might say it again so they can commence floor patrol. One thing I know is there is nothing even remotely edible on the floor, be it food or not.

High Alert- Dad's cookin

 

Thought I Lost my Peach

My sweet Peaches, I will confess, she is my favorite. I love the boys dearly, but she is my girl. The other day we experienced that awful feeling when your dog is lost. Its the worst. We went out for our morning walk, and we went down the street to "the farm" owned by friends where we always let the dogs off leash. We've done this 100 times at least. They love to run around and sniff. We walk down this wide path with all kinds of equipment that the owners collect along it and come out in the hayfield that had been cut but not bailed. Then we get to where the grass is as we say "higher than a dachshunds back". There's a little pond where there is usually some Canadian geese. It is wooded to the one side. Well we're walking along with all the dogs, then Peach wasn't there. We called her expecting her to pop out of the grass. We always keep tabs on where they are on this walk, keeping everyone together. It was as if aliens abducted her from out of the sky. One second she was there, then she wasn't. We called and called, searched all around the pond, the grasses, the adjoining woods. My legs were scratched terribly by the pricker bushes. I thought she is caught on something by her harness or she went down a woodchuck hole and can't get herself out. We called and searched for over an hour. Now mind you Peachy is a lowrider and a bit "stocky", she doesn't move that fast. Not like Spaatz the dachshund rocket. I was very upset, it just didn't make sense. My husband, who is the dog warden, not used to being on this side of the lost dog equation decided to go back to the house. He was hoping somehow she would be there. Sure enough as he came around the house there she was sitting on the front step. He zoomed back to where I was still searching in the car, called that he had found her. Our house is about a quarter mile away on the other side of the road, for her to make it on her own safely amazes me. All we can figure is that she caught the scent or went after a critter and went into the woods, wasn't sure the direction we were calling from and decided that she would be better off to go home and wait for us. She's not just beautiful, but smart too.

The gang's all here!!

You Just Have to Have a Wiener Dog Slicer

Gosh, I didn't know that I needed one of these, but there it is, the ultimate hot dog slicer. Since I am in to all things dachshund I may just have to get one. It beckons me even though my kids are all grown up and I really only EAT hot dogs rarely. If I did have a hankering for a dog I would just consume it via a bun. But when you are a borderline crazy dachshund lady, having three of the little buggers as your constant companions you find yourself tempted by these things. Then I will have to dust it, or stash it away in case I have grandchildren, or keep it until it a novelty collectors item.

If you slice up hot dogs for us we will eat them.