Friday, April 27, 2012
Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Mom sometimes tells me, that i gots nothing good to say, don't say nuffin. I don't ever listen to her but sometimes, like today, its kinda good advice. Cause I got nothin to say.
Mainly cause mom has something to say about me.
Um... yes thanks Texas. As I've written before, Texas has been very reactive to strange things, people in our yard, etc.. but has increasingly gotten better as time went on. It was gradual, and I think we've settled into the fact that Texas will never be "normal". But we love him anyway.
Our morning routine, normally proceeds thus: I drag myself out of bed, grab some clothes and let the dachshunds outside to potty. However, yesterday morning as I opened the door, I was surprised to see two trucks in my driveway, and upon further inspection, men crawling all over the roof of the church next door, as well as trucks in their driveway and people walking around.
To my surprise, though Texas went out barking (something he does regardless) he had ABSOLUTELY NO reaction to the activity a mere 40 ft+ away from him. You could have knocked me over with a feather.
I'm so proud of my little guy! We've come such a long way!!
David....was another story.
Speaking of success stories, one I forgot to mention happened a couple of weeks ago. Texas is very defensive in the house, so when a group of our girlfriends wanted to come up for the weekend, I "claimed" one of the girls whom had met and stayed with Texas before. However what I wasn't prepared for was that the other girls would visit us often throughout the weekend.
I normally tell people to ignore Texas for as much as possible during the first few minutes in my house, however my warnings were moot as the little stinker proceeded to behave as if he was the worlds friendliest dog. He was great the entire weekend. I was so proud of him!
Guess that's another goal we can cross of the list for this year!
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
|Texas and David testing out the new bed|
|And this bed felt Juuuuuuust right!|
Since our flea debacle last year, the dogs have been surviving on old pillows and towels as bedding..[and the couch, and my bed..don't feel too sorry for them]...since adding David I've been wanting to get some more dog beds, but never got around to doing it. [sometimes I feel like I buy dog beds on a yearly basis]
I think its a winner! :)
David's in 7th Heaven
The bed must also be a miracle worker. I mean BUBBLES WILLINGLY laying down with DAVID?
Bubbles has made it clear in the last year or so that she is DONE with the puppies. She'd be happy never to see another one in her life time. Normally she steers clear of them, but should them come near her she's snarling and snapping (with all three of her teeth). So you can imagine my surprise when I turned away from my computer and saw THIS.
|The third one makes it official :)|
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
This is Dave.
But we call him Dave on the internet.
Typing the whole word "David" just doesn't feel right.
Its so formal.
Dave is now six-months-old and has been in our lives for about a month and a half now.
Dave is all male, all puppy and very silly at times.
Case in Point.
Dave recently decided that this was his new favorite place.
It won't be for long, but for now it is.
He squeezes himself there every-time I'm in this room.
(I will be reminding him of this squeezing capabilities the next time I want him to "down under" in a cramped restaurant booth)
However, the dachshunds took a stand last night.
United we stand.
United we sleep.
And Na-na-na-boo-boo you can't fit!
But guys? If you squish I can fit here! For real!
He resigned himself.