Digging dogs
It's Groundhog Day ~ The Dachshunds are trying to see if 'Punxsutawney Phil' Predicts Early Spring [photomosaic]
It's Groundhog Day ~ The Dachshunds are trying to see if 'Punxsutawney Phil' Predicts Early Spring [photomosaic]
The morning wake-up routine has switched from getting dressed and off to school to a good stretch and going potty outside Every morning the six of us (that’s me and the five dogs) have a routine. It’s actually not that different from a few years ago when it was kids instead of dogs. Back then it was chasing sleepy children out of bed, making lunches, finding shoes, and herding them into the car for school. Now it's chasing sleepy dachshunds out of bed, finding missing slippers, and herding the pack outside to its business. The routine begins with the German Shepherds, Sunna and Noet, engaging in a big dog ultimate-cage-fighting-wrestling-to-the-death match directly in front of me as I try to get out of bed. Once a victor has been declared and I've managed to establish a footing on the floor (I'm not sure how this occurs, I just know the girls suddenly call their match to a halt), I'll turn [keep reading...]
It's Food Channel meets Animal Planet in a daily culinary adventure I don't how it is with your dachshunds, but cooking with mine is a life challenging event. After years of doing it, I'm pretty sure I could do that scene in Indiana Jones where he has to escape the Temple of Doom without being crushed, flayed, skewered or incinerated while juggling chainsaw with my eyes closed. My kitchen is fairly small and all three of my dachshunds -- as well as my two German shepherds -- insist on stationing themselves in it at meal preparation time. Given that the space is maybe 5 feet wide and 10 feet long, movement from refrigerator to counter to stove without stumbling over one of the five, each of whom is in a constant state of jockeying for a position directly under my feet, is an accomplishment in itself. This nightly competition for potential fallen morsels (made more likely by tripping me) begins [keep reading...]
"I ordered 200 oxen and they sent me all these.. weinerdogs..." Still my favorite Doxie commercial of all time. I hope you enjoy it too. "Stampede!"
Every night around here is a Three Dog Night I know many of you already know this, but sleeping with dachshunds is no easy task. For such small dogs (assuming you have a mini or tweenie), they sure have a big impact at bedtime. It’s not just that they spend half the night moving around, stomping across your body looking for that perfect spot to burrow and settle down with precisely zero concern for your comfort. It’s once they have settled down and you’re finally able to drift off to sleep, every creak or random noise in the house becomes a reason to set off a full four alarm alert that can take anywhere from 30 seconds to fifteen minutes to call off. Not our best look, but at least we're comfortable Make it three dachshunds and you’ve got a full Chinese fire drill, complete with 120 decibel howling, barking and twelve tiny feet thundering back and forth [keep reading...]
My husband took this video a couple of years ago after noticing that he hadn't heard or seen the doxies in a couple of hours. After wandering the "lower 40" (that's what we call the dry creek area below the orchard) for a few minutes, he finally found the three of them hard at work being Dachshunds. Here's a video of what he saw. (Spoiler alert -- watch until the end.)