Thursday, November 15, 2012

Wire Haired Dachshund Can't Get Dry Fast Enough After A Bath!


 
We went for walkies the other day and went down to a farm down the road where the dogs can run free. There's no livestock, but an occasional chipmunk or woodchuck. I let them off leash once we're off the road. They really have a blast running around the fields and sniffing around old stone fences and  equipment. On the far side of the property there is a pond where geese hang out, we were there briefly, about to head home when Miss Peachy decides to roll in goose poo. AAHHH! NO STOP!.....Too late. So Peachy has a date with the bath when she gets home. I hosed her off first. Its a little cold here to do it all outside, but once inside I scrubbed her up with shampoo, AGAIN, second time this week. Last time she went through a drainage pipe, got rather muddy. That's my wire haired girl. The video shows the lengths she goes to to dry off after the bath.
Peachy getting dirty again?
Not her.



Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Needy Little Dachshunds

Spaatz on Foozies perch, not enough room for two to lay down. Feeling so sleepy. 
Today the sun is once again shining in NY. Yesterday was another of the many rainy days of fall we seem to have, including hurricanes. The dogs didn't get their walkies and they were being rather needy, Spaatz tugging at my pants, Peach and Fooze giving me that look. I sat down at one point to text back and forth to my daughter on the couch. The next thing I know, all three dogs are sleeping happily on me or next to me. Then we all felt rather cozy and they looked so happy I didn't want to get up despite having things to do. I did linger for a little while, but eventually got moving again. So its not so much having to go out and do things if they can snuggle up in my lap they don't really care so much. Gave me a little perspective on their priorities. So I take second place to food, but I may actually beat out walkies, I'll take that as a compliment.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

Dachshund: Standard or Miniature??

Watson was my first dachshund. He was the best dog I've ever had. I had wanted a dachshund for a long time, but it had to be a wire hair. I have this thing for scruffy lookin. He happened to be a standard size. He was a big standard, 35 pounds, stocky, not overweight. Then eventually we got Peaches, who is a mini wire haired dachshund. I used to think there were more people with standards, but now that I have three minis I think it may be the other way around. It doesn't really matter, they all have that personality I love. They make me laugh everyday. They are truly wonderful little dogs.

Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Monday, October 29, 2012

HOW TO HUNKERDOWN LIKE A DACHSHUND

Hurricane Sandy is near landfall, the wind is howling outside, rain hitting the windows. The TV is on the weather channel talking endlessly about the storm. The emergency scanner is going and the calls are becoming more frequent, there's a tree down on our road and you know what my sweet dachshunds are doing? Sleeping. Not even the stern warnings of Jim Cantore can rouse the hounds. Just goes to show my three dachshunds don't sweat the small stuff...or the big stuff, or anything really, just maybe when the next mealtime is.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Raining in NY again, so I made them a nest

Well, we have been caught in a weather pattern for sometime here in the Empire State. The dogs are even thinking "why even get up?" So they had hunkered down on the bed, so I figured I'd make them real comfy, and make a nest around them with one of their favorite crocheted blankets. They really seemed to enjoy it and stayed there for quite a while. Ordinarily they are sitting in the sunshine watching the birds and hoping a squirrel might happen by. Unfortunately we are forecast a nasty storm ala hurricane Sandy. The dogs might be hanging out in the nest so much they're gonna feel like birds.
No nest
                                                           Like bugs in a rug. All 3 are here.

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Foozeball a Derpy Dachshund?

They might have been thinking of Fooze when they conjured up the word. I mean, if you manage to get the name Foozeball instead of Oscar or Frank there is definitely something up. The guy is a nut, but look at that face. Sweet, if somewhat demented. One of the things I love about this guy is that when the evening comes and we're watchin a little TV, and the dogs are sacked out on me, Foozie will let me pat him and pretty much do anything to him. He just keeps on sleeping. In the photo I have him sitting up in whatever position, pose him, stroke his handsome face. He just sleeps. Peaches wants to left alone if she wants to sleep, Spaatz has to be under a blanket, even in summer. If I'm watching something real exciting I will find myself patting Fooze and playing with his ears A LOT. It's all good, he doesn't care, he just keeps zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
A little cranium scratching is good.