What Time is It?
According to my dachshund clock, it's a quarter to 12. If you ask the dachshunds though, it's always time to eat.
Monkey and the Penguin Blanket
Monkey loved the penguin blanket because none of the other Doxies in the pack ever wanted it. He'd drag it around and burrow into it knowing he'd be left alone.
What if I Use My Sad Eyes?
It didn't take Hercules long to become a master manipulator. For being barely four months old, he sure has that "I'm just a poor sad puppy" down pretty well.
Time to Reboot Hercules the Puppy
The one advantage to puppies over human babies is that after 15 minutes of super-activity, instead of crying, puppies just sort of fall over and sleep. Hard.
Are Those Rawhides for Me?
Note to self: whenever you leave a bag of rawhide chewies on the counter, be prepared for Franzi to use her Choxie Jedi powers to attempt to get them.
The Bed Was Made and Then Unmade
Hercules looks absolutely regal after tearing apart a perfectly made bed. Oh well. At least he got his dirty paws on my husband's side of the bed and not mine.
Not a Graceful Couch Dismount
Hercules has figured out how to sit on the back of the couch, but he hasn't figured out how to hop off. Instead, he sort of oozes down the cushion to the floor
The Cheese Inspector is Here to Inspect Your Cheese
Few things get Hank's undivided attention like the sound of a cheese package opening.
A Hot Day for a Hot Dog
We took our pack to the Wiener Nationals Dachshund races to see how fast they could run against other doxies. There's a reason dachshunds aren't racing dogs.
How About a Hot Dog on a Bench?
Hank's an old Dachshund, so he prefers to sit places Hercules the puppy can't reach yet. Often you'll find him holding court on the bench out front by the pond
