More About David

So mom feels like I don't talk about David enough on here, which.. DUH its MY blog not his! So why SHOULD i talk about him on here? Butt anyways.. umm.. so D-Dog is what mom calls a teenager, which means he does all sorts of bad things, and mom doesn't worry about it (much) because she knows he'll grow out of it (hopefully).

me on patrol

I'm all for him doing bad stuffs, cause that means he definitely won't be coming back once he finally leaves. Which could be a really long time from now, cause the school place he's from, is having mom (and people like her) keep the puppies until they are a bazillion months old. Which in human terms is like 16-18 months.

Mom is kinda sad cause that means she has to put up with his antics for longer, as well as not get a baby-puppy sooner.

Sounds good to me.

The not getting a baby part, not the antics.

K so i haves to be honest.. i don't mind David as much as I did the other puppies, especially ones named Trump and Rob. (Those two were soooooo annoying!) I mean yeah he still likes to angonize me into chasing him .. all.the.time. And wants to bark in my face to get me to play, but he knows when to shut and up sleep.

So I'll take the little things ya know?

How old is he? Mom says he's been 8 months tomorrow, he's about 25 inches tall and probably around 60lbs. Butt i don't that fur sure. The last time mom tried to pick him and up and weigh him on the scale, ... well lets just say that didn't go real well. at. all.

D-dog ain't the brightest star in the sky, I gots to say.

He wasted a lots of time barking at clump of dust mom and threw down a hole in a yard.
(k so I barked at it some too just not as much!!!) He likes to bark a lot. Almost more than me and Bubbles! Mom says that the biggest challenge of having a collie as a guide dog puppy! Teaching them not to bark any where and at anything!!

And He can't even figure out how to use his back legs much! Mom still has to lift him in, if he wants to get in the back of the car! BOL!!

Enough about David. Mom tricked me the other day!!
Here I was thinking she had made me my own personally doggie, soak in the water, pool.. just for me and all the sudden she starts SPRAYING me down with water?! WHA?!
She washed all my nice smell off that I got!
Blegh.

I Got Ur Back

Texas and David sit back to back in the yard.

Wordless Wednesday

If I stare at it long enough it will come to me!

Chillaxin'

Thankfully he hasn't figured out how to do this in the house!

I'm cute? I need treats. The end.

Food?

Family Portrait

Family Portrait

Way To Go Texas!

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!

Testing 1...2....3

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]

Until today. 

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 :)

 

A Story

This is Dave. 

David.

But we call him Dave on the internet. 

Typing the whole word "David" just doesn't feel right. 

Its so formal. 

I digress. 

 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. 

Its Monday!

Happy Monday Guys!

Sunshine!

So I was comfortable and didn't feel like moving. That don't mean we're like friends or anything!!!

Wordless Wednesday

This just might be the beginnings of a canine friendship....!