Top 10 reasons you might be a dachshund…

Author: Kim  //  Category: Misc, Top 10

 

10) You might be a dachshund if you’re tail is longer than you are tall…

9) You might be a dachshund if you’ve heard all the sausage dog jokes a kajillion times each…

8) You might be a dachshund if every Halloween your human drags out the Hot Dog costume…

7) You might be a dachshund if you have trouble seeing over the grass if the yard man is more than a couple of days late…

6) You might be a dachshund if you’d rather take a nap under your favorite blanket than harass the family cat…

5) You might be a dachshund if you’re constantly referred to by strangers as the ‘wiener dog’…

4) You might be a dachshund if you have trouble finding sweaters with sleeves that you don’t trip on while walking…

3) You might be a dachshund if you’d rather leave a special present for your human in the middle of the hallway than traipse through wet cold grass in the morning…

2) You might be a dachshund if you think the world should revolve around you…

1) You might be a dachshund if the world actually does revolve around you…

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sweet puppy dreams…

Author: TristianLeigh  //  Category: Isabella, Misc, Sasha

Have you ever stared at a sleeping puppy? I love to watch my puppy sleep; she looks so lovable and peaceful.

Isabella dreams often while I’m sitting at my desk working or reading a book. Occasionally I’ll look over and it is evident that she is dreaming. Sometimes she’ll twitch, other times she’ll move her mouth or licks her lips, and then there are those times when she grumbles, growls or barks ever so quietly. I love to watch her and imagine what she could be dreaming about. It’s so cute. I like to think she’s having happy dreams about chewing on a huge rawhide or running through an open field in the sun. Maybe she dreams about getting new toys or making new friends, or perhaps she dreams about memories of Sasha and she’s running around the living room playing wrestling games or tug of war (something they did often when Sasha was still healthy and able to play). Whatever she may be dreaming of, it’s adorable to watch my baby.

Then there are those times when I wonder if she’s having a nightmare. Sometimes her growls and twitches are scary, and I worry my little one is scared. I then feel the need to wake her up and get her out of the dream. This always makes me feel so guilty for interrupting her sleep and waking her. She always looks up at me with questioning eyes as if asking, “What’s going on, what’s wrong?”

Does your puppy dream?

How do they act during their vivid dreams and how do you react to them?

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Bailey…

Author: Kim  //  Category: Misc, Other Dachshunds, Sasha

Yesterday, 9/11, will no doubt have significant meaning for the rest of history.  My heart pours out to those who were impacted directly with the loss of a beloved family member, close friend or co-worker.  Many of us were impacted less directly but impacted non-the-less as we watched with horror the events that occurred that day…We all have one thing in common, we look back with a slew of emotions, ranging from sorrow, pain, disbelief, disgust, empathy and even pride for a nation that came together.

Before 2001, September 11 had a different significance for me.  It was simply my sister’s birthday.  I called my sister, Dolores, yesterday to say Happy Birthday as I do every year.  It seemed like I talked to her not too long ago…but at the same time it felt like ages.  We used to talk daily however recent years have brought distance between us.  I moved from Texas to Washington due to my job and she moved from Texas to New Mexico to follow her dreams of a successful relationship…which by the way, so far so good. :-)  As I was thinking about her last night after our call, I also had a happy little memory of Bailey…her black and tan, smooth miniature dachshund.  Well… her daughter, Chrystal’s dachshund, who just so happened to remain at home when Chrystal got married and moved out…so by my account, Bailey was Dolores’ protector. 

I say ‘was’ because Bailey, like Sasha, passed away this year.  Somehow, although sad it seems only fitting as they loved each other.  Sasha was (one of) Bailey’s girlfriends.  When Dolores came to visit, Bailey always came with.  His favorite things to do at our house were to chase after Sasha and leave reminders on any 90 degree angle in or out of the house  that he was there…kind of his own personal graffiti, perhaps most fitting of a bathroom stall…I imagine it read something like “Bailey was here”…Regardless, I always felt a fondness for him.  He was a very sweet soul who had been through so much…back surgery from a disk injury,  the whole “who’s your mamma” thing.  He was my sister’s protector for many years and had quite a bark behind that tiny exterior.   When I moved from Texas I never imagined I wouldn’t see him again.  He would have been about 10 years old by now but alas he is back with Sasha now, jumping from cloud to cloud, enjoying warm summer days.  I’m sure he’s not pleased that clouds don’t have corners!

Here’s to you Bailey!  Peace be with you and my baby girl. 

 Bailey

And speaking of my baby girl… hugs and kisses my dear sweet Sasha, come see me in my dreams soon! :)

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