Monday Blues: You Can See it in Their Eyes
It's a back-to-work Monday, but the dachshunds don't want me to go. They're using their "sad eyes" power to guilt me into staying home and entertaining them
It's a back-to-work Monday, but the dachshunds don't want me to go. They're using their "sad eyes" power to guilt me into staying home and entertaining them
Our dachshunds, Franzi and Rommel, helping my husband out at the hamburger drive-thru. As you can see, they're very helpful.
Hercules had his first Independence Day party. After a late night of barking at fireworks and running around like his tail was on fire, he needed the sleep.
Rommel always insisted on sitting with me while I sewed. I let him sit with me but, as a trade-off, he had to give me a lower back massage.
The fact that badgers rarely (if ever) burrow in flower pots doesn't stop our dachshund puppy, Hercules, from digging in search of them. You never know, right?