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My Shoe Smelled Good? He was sleeping when I snapped this...

Each Moment

4 year old Bubbles BT (Before Texas) 

We had a bit of a scare earlier this year.
David had gone for a "puppy camp" for a couple of weeks and the dachshunds were acting down right ornery. Whining and complaining about EVERYTHING, as they are want to know when life as they know it goes through any sort of upset.

However, when Bubbles started drinking water like it was going out of style, I began to get concerned, and thoughts from the online community (although helpful) were really having me worried. So I sucked it up and took her into work with me to get her checked out.

I was a bit concerned that she would freak out about begin the kennels but she was perfectly fine, and actually was sleeping whenever I went to check on her.  They ran blood work, which came back mostly normal, but no signs of diabetes (and now having seen blood work of dogs with diabetes I can definitely verify she's in a good range.) So we decided to approach it from a behavioral stand point and restrict her water to daytime hours, and remove it during the night.

The first night was hard, and I eventually caved, seriously this dog can whine for HOURS (or so it feels!). I quickly realized that I wouldn't be able to really tell what was going on if I didn't follow the instructions so I crated her the next night. (which was hard on me) and then after that began to soak her food, so i KNEW she was getting some water.

The Vet had asked me if anything had changed in her life in the last few weeks, and the only thing was David leaving, but I didn't think it would effect her that deeply... but apparently it had, as soon after he arrived home, she's been back to her normal lazy self.

We all breathed a sigh of relief, but only temporary as we're faced with his immanent departure in about a month ... sigh. Guess I may *HAVE* to get another puppy after all. :)

 

Yeah, She's Fired

So I'm thinking of firing my mom as our blog manager. I mean two whole months of no posts is completely unacceptable. I mean there is really no excuse to not be posting about me, myself and I every minute of the day.

I mean, I would if *I* were my human!

I mean, yeah she's got a couple of valid excuses like starting a full-time job as a vet receptionist, and no longer owning a computer, but COME ON, we live in the age of smart phones, and smart cars, and smart.. well you get the point. There is no excuse not to at least post pictures of my awesomeness to the blog, right?

So what have I been up to in the last few months? Honestly, nothing really, with mom working all the live long day, I spend a lot of my time patrolling the house, keeping birds at bay (we've had TWO in this house, mom was not happy that I tore up another set of blinds, but HEY I was keeping her safe. Geez woman.)

David's been going with mom to her work place, but me and Bubbles can't cause we're not up to date on our vaccines. I know, I know ... eeek. Except well, Mom's not so sure all those vaxs are all they are cracked up to be. So! There is that. Which is fine, cause I don't really like going places like that ANTIWAYS.

What you guys been up too?

Togetherness

Project 52: Doxie Edition

Week 1: In The Kitchen
Fifty-two weeks, of dachshunds? Can y'all handle the cuteness? :)

Texas stares me down, trying to figure out if the treat jar I'm using as a camera stand, will start popping out treats soon.

Bubbles doing what she does best. Complain, complain, complain.

I love Bubbles to death, but good Lord this dog can whine like no bodies business. Here lately if I'm doing anything other than pay attention to her, she's whining. And trust me, she can whine for .... at least 15 minutes straight. My patience is throughly shattered, and I'm giving her what I think she wants.

However, I'm done. I've been making the "she's 13, she deserves to do exactly she wants" excuse and its no longer cool. I've realized, just as with puppies, older dogs can develop bad habits if you let them.

 As of yesterday I've come up with a new plan. Bubbles starts whining and I KNOW she's had all she NEEDS... aka frequent potty breaks, water, and food. She's going to her time-out chair. Even at 13 years old, we're practicing some tough love. So far tonight we've been outside at least four times, she's had dinner (and some snacks) and has a full bowl of clean water. Other than wanting attention/thinking I'm eating from the table I'm typing at... I know she's good. :)

So to the chair (a comfy arm chair) we go!

And off she came, and the whining started again.

So back we went.

And despite the mournful stare she's giving she's staying.

Now that's she's good, I'm off to snuggle with her.

:)

 

Spring is HERE!!!

How do we know this for a fact you ask? Well if the warm weather wasn't an indication, these muddy toe nails are a great one!  I foresee weekly baths beginning again in 3...2... 1....

-Erin

I think we can relate...

Sometimes I feel sorry for people who don't have a pet or don't want one. They will just never know how awesome pets are. Regardless of what they are. Sometimes you don't need words, you just need someone, something just be there and love you.

Even if it is just because of the cookies in your pocket. :) 
Sometimes you just need to be needed.

 

Snow Day!!

-Posted from my iPhone

...1...2...3..little doggies

Sometimes... I'm pretty sure I do run a kennel. 

Current Dog Count: 5 

I'm sure you guys remember Lacy. She's a regular around here, but in the last few days Lacy has gained a sister! Stella is their newest family member and is quite stressed to be here. Hopefully she'll calm down over the next couple of days. Which since they'll be in the care of my awesome dog sitter will be nothing more than a "hope" for me. :) 

-Erin 

....Heellllooooooooo!

I know what you're thinking, and you're right. Its been way.to.long.
In my defense life has changed a LOT since August, so much so I even thought about taking this blog down completely even though I know I can't. The good news is Bubbles, Texas and David are still alive and well. Bubbles celebrated her 13th birthday by ... well sleeping all day, and eating dinner when I came home from work. David is officially a year old, and quite the obnoxious teenager, and Texas is growing and becoming more mellow at the old age of four.

I started working full time as a vet receptionist in October and haven't seemed to have a moment to spare. The dachshunds have got to feel neglected sometimes, but I haven't felt uber motivated to $300 worth of shots and tests done just yet in order for them to come with me; Not to mention I doubt they'd particularly enjoy being kenneled all day...

I also had to give up my computer when I moved to my new position, as my old job was only loaning it to me. And I'm only typing this right now on the good graces of a friend being out of town, and loaning me her laptop.

I am hopeful that I will once again be a computer owner, well as soon as I hear back from this guy on Craigslist that is. :) The problem is I haven't been able to bring myself to switch from being a Mac Owner to a PC. Yes my work laptop was a PC but it was free. [Beggers can't be choosers] and I've decided that I'd rather save and get what I want, then settle for less.

So its been a couple of months since I've been a computer owner, and believe it or not I've survived.

Thank God for my iPhone.

But I'm digressing from the doggy ness of this post.

At this moment I currently have six dogs in my house.

"What are you nuts?"

Yeah, pretty much. And a really good friend. This should earn me major brownie points. :)

For the most part things have gone smoothly, everyone pretty much is separate except when I'm present, and even then David is still on the outs. For some reason I was thinking Collies were meek and mild dogs, but Dave has worked to prove me very wrong by being the biggest, loudest, obnoxious dog around.  It doesn't earn him friends or influence other dogs.

Which is funny because that is usually Texas's distinction, but TEXAS has accepted all three of these guys with NO PROBLEMS. Like, no growling, no constant watching their every movements, no constant corrections of their nervous behavior.

Who IS this dog?