Sandie has a Ball!

Sandie loves to play. She loves to play with anything, a sock, a squeaky toy, a Frisbee. My husband and son were playing Frisbee and she ran back and forth between them until they brought her inside for fear she was going to expire from exhaustion. She wouldn't give up. She loves to take my husband's socks and run around with them and fetch and play. Spaatz wasn't interested in socks until Sandie started playing with them. Now he wants them so she can't have them. I am afraid this just adds to the missing sock problem.

The other day I had been using one of those large fitness balls. I was finished and was goofing around a little and started to bounce it like a basketball. Sandie thought this looked like it would be a lot of fun. My first reaction was that she was silly and I stuck it in the closet. She proceeded to lay outside the closet until I got it back out. Then she started to push it all around the house and really was having a good time. Spaatz was pissed that she was having fun and he was not sure how to play or how to take it away from her because he likes to be a killjoy. Even Foozie participated, he usually doesn't like toys so much as he just likes to wrastle.

Must have ginormous ball!

So what I really am looking forward to is when the weather is A LOT warmer and the grass is green and not covered with a couple feet of snow I can let her loose outside with the big ball and watch he go.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

Happy Valentine's Day to everyone out there. Hopefully you have some sweet little dachshunds by your side as I do. In fact Peaches is on my lap as I type this entry. Spaatz and Sandie are on the heated dog bed close by. Fooze, not too sure, probably on the couch.
Hopefully you have purchased your cards or whatever your getting your significant other, because the stores will be down to SLIM PICKINS people. I was in the grocery store yesterday, the florist area usually kinda quiet was full of guys. I asked my husband if he wanted his gift this morning or wait 'till later. He said he didn't have my gift here. I said because it's still at the store, right? Err..aah..yeah.

So anyway, its snowing here again, so we'll be just chillin together. I have some crocheting to do. The dogs will be keeping me company and warm. Last night it got down to 13 below and they say it will be worse tonight. It's gonna be a 4 dog night. Hope you are all warm and cozy for Valentine's day.

Higher Than a Dachshunds Back 2015

Yes, it's February once again here in the northeast as well as the rest of the world. But once again we're being treated to lots and lots of snow. Now I don't live in Boston, so I suppose I shouldn't complain, but as you can see I have to maintain my dachshund "habitrails". Probably the worst is when it's first thing in the morning and it's been snowing all night, and the dogs want to go outside. I have to make them wait however, tempting it is to let them step off the bottom step and disappear into the snow. That would only bite back when they come back in all snowbound. So in my pajamas I don the "sno-racer" boots with the velcro closers and a big 'ole coat that fits a large man, and head out. It's dark, snowing and cold. About 6 inches fell overnight. Good thing it's real powdery. We have a little fenced in area, for the dogs where I start to scoop out some tunnels for them to go out and do their "business". As you can see the piles of snow are getting rather high. I find myself having to now shovel it over the fence because it's now as high as the fence and soon probably Spaatz will figure he can go over the top and pursue the squirrel further than before. Except he'll probably sink in and disappear.

Miss Peaches and Sandie, my resident wire hairs tend to get rather snow bound. If it's wet snow we're in trouble, because their fur acts like velcro and you can't brush it off. In fact you can hardly pull it off. The other day I had to take Sandie and set her on a towel on the edge of the sink and I tried to pull it, but that didn't work. So I grabbed the snow and melted it in my hands. This process is a little tedious, good thing she's small. She however, didn't mind and was enjoying being held and let me do what had to be done, lest the house end up looking like a sprinkler system had been running.









Meanwhile, everyone is doing their best to stay warm. Dachsunds are experts at it.

Everybody loves Sandie

Well who would have thunk it? Certainly not me, but guests that we've had here over the holidays and this past summer, all love Sandie. Now she looks like a Muppet. That's what happens when a long hair and a wire haired dachshund get together. But everyone loves Muppet's, so she's got that going for her. When you arrive Sandie will bark at you longer than the other dogs, so that is longer than anyone wants to hear. Dachshunds do love to bark, but when they've all quieted down Sandie will be the one laying in someones lap with her feet in the air. When you get down to it she doesn't have a mean bone in her body. We thought our niece's might try to sneak her out in a suitcase after Christmas. My son said he would take her home too. Turns out she will fetch a Frisbee pert near forever. That's the make of a perfect dog for him. Plus the lap dog thing.

The Christmas hustle gives everyone but Sandie the look of concern.

 We're expecting our daughter her next week. She has four of her own dachshunds, but figures Sandie will be her stand in while she's away. I think she'll be the best. Even though Peachy was originally her dog, her and Spaatz and even Fooze are pretty much attached to me at the ankle. So little Sandie, the dog we saved from a cat lady has found a home where she not only gets love, but gives a lot too.

Dachshunds- The gift that just keeps giving!

Merry Christmas from Sandie, Spaatz, Peaches and Foozie

Dachshund's truly are the gift that just keeps giving. They truly have been my support staff as I try to get everything done for Christmas. Their devotion is unwavering and bountiful, and no matter what they keep me laughing every day. Mind you it's not all fun and games. I went to the back door to let the dogs in the other day a caught Peaches and Sandie killing a bird. You wouldn't think a height challenged dog could do such a thing, but here I am yelling to Peachy and she looks up to me with feathers in her mouth. But day after day they're  here by my side, keeping me sane while I try to get holiday projects done. There is humor too. You may have seen Dinnertime with Foozeball .Well the other morning it was still a bit dark and Fooze was doing his spinning routine as usual, but this time he wasn't watching where he was going and he crashed into a pair of my husbands boots and wiped out. You probably have to be there , but for me, it was hysterical. Almost 8 years of watching this dog spin around like a top for his meals and he crashes.
We'd like to wish you and yours the very Happiest of Holidays and a prosperous new year.

Is it Christmas yet?

Thanksgiving with 8 Dachshunds

Last week we went to Florida to see our kids and mother in law for Thanksgiving. That meant that there had to be the great convergence. Of dachshunds that is. My 4 and my daughter's 4. I know, it's like a sickness. Unfortunately I failed to get the"portrait" of them. Just went into relax mode after dinner.  I do have a little video of them cleaning up the carving platter after the bird had been stowed. You may note there are only 7 dachshund here. Little Olivia, a rescue, sometimes misses out on events because she is very shy and prefers to keep her feet on a rug not tile.

 There was a lot of barking as one would expect at first, then they settled in. Six of them have met previously. Love to run a muck in grandma's backyard, after a lizard or two, maybe a squirrel. A couple years ago we had a Christmas dinner at my mom's house in Sarasota, and after dinner we had enough dachshunds for everyone to hold on their lap. Isn't nice when you have enough for everybody? No one has to feel left out, including the dachshunds.

The Fig Newton Incident

Peaches the bear

We went to Florida for Thanksgiving. We drove down, roughly a 2500 mile round trip with 4 dachshunds. That may sound crazy, but we don't have teenagers at home to watch them because they don't want to go places with us. Now we have to drive long distances to see our twenty something children. So we try to make it in two days. First day went real well until the hotel we were planning to stay at had changed their pet policy last June. Then we were trying to find one that would without charging 25 dollars a dog or limiting the number of dogs. We found a place, but didn't get precise about the number of dogs we had. They were good, only one woof out of all of them (Fooze) and no accidents. However the next morning we had the Fig Newton incident. We left pretty early, planning to stop for breakfast, (no buffet available). I had wanted to go to McDonald's so we didn't have to get out of the car. Missed the exit, next exit few options. Okay, let's go to the Waffle House, it'll be quick. I could write a whole story about how screwed up breakfast was, but I'll get to the point.

Road Ready

 I was going back to the car with a piece of bacon when I quickly realized something was amiss. Miss Peaches had gotten into the sealed container we had snacks in, and she had taken out an almost full package of Fig Newton's and consumed them. I'm not sure that the other dogs got any. She's not one to share such booty. Besides that Sandie was in the front seat and both the boys were in the way back making like they had no part of this situation. Needless to say no one got any bacon. I cleaned up  the wrappers and crumbs, some scolding went on and we went on our way. Peachy kinda laid there like a beached whale for most of the day, but I know she would do it again in a heart beat. We have decided we need a bear proof metal box to keep our snacks in because Peachy is a marauding bear when it comes to anything edible in the car.