Showing posts with label daschunds. Show all posts
Showing posts with label daschunds. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 17

The Official Standard


"Official Standard of the Dachshund"

"General Appearance - Low to ground, long in body and short of leg, with robust muscular development; the skin is elastic and pliable without excessive wrinkling. Appearing neither crippled, awkward, nor cramped in his capacity for movement, the Dachshund is well balanced with bold and confident head carriage and intelligent, alert facial expression. His hunting spirit, good nose, loud tongue and distinctive build make him well-suited for below-ground work and for beating the bush. His keen nose gives him an advantage over most other breeds for trailing. NOTE: Inasmuch as the Dachshund is a hunting dog, scars from honorable wounds shall not be considered a fault... "


Here's Dylan Vaughan Hendrix (his official name) after his encounter with the HUGE German Shepherd across the street. Doesn't he look pitiful with that cone thingy on his head?

He was just a pup at the time but true to his nature. He was protecting the people he loves. THIS was a truly honorable wound.

Below, you see a trench dug by the plumber. Dylan could have easily done the work for him! Daschunds really know how to DIG! One morning when I called him to come inside he was busy hunting for moles. Finding and destroying that mole was way more important than coming when Mom called. More important than breakfast!


I couldn't even find Dylan at first. But, there he was at the bottom of a cavernous hole. The dirt was just flying! I still wonder where all of the dirt goes? There's never enough left to fill his holes back up.

Dylan is a real daschund. He weighs about 30 pounds. The vet says he is "perfect" and not overweight at all. He has the "robust muscular development"of a true hunter. True to standard!















If you're going to have one daschund, you really should have TWO!

Enter Nugget. An absolutely adorable long-haired miniature daschund. This is a photo of the boy's first meeting. It was a bit dicey at first, but when Dylan realized this cute, little fellow was not a threat, they became fast friends.



Now that Nugget has settled in and taken over the house, these two have become my great and mighty protectors. Double trouble for anyone - any dog, any cat, anything that comes within 100 yards of our house. Even the squirrels are not welcome.


They are always watching out for intruders. Maybe there is size in numbers? Nothing gets past these two!

When I open the back door to let them outside, Nugget leaps over Dylan just to be first. Nugget always has to be first! He amazes me with his agility. I know you aren't supposed to let daschunds jump because of their backs. Tell that to Nugget! He is always jumping up on or over something. One of his favorite places to perch lately has been on top of the dining room table. He knows I don't like that. Does he care? He definitely has a mind of his own!

Daschunds bark a lot. You need to know that if you're planning on getting one, or two. They use their outside voices all the time. I'm trying to teach them to be a little more calm and understanding of people that deliver mail, collect garbage or walk their dogs on the other side of the street. Did I see those eyes rolling?

Here's a photo of my guys "helping" me sort out my file cabinet. They are always in the middle of whatever I'm doing. They love to paint too (or actually get into the paint) when I'm trying to paint. I've had multi-colored dogs here more than once. There is never a dull moment around here.

I do love their loyalty and companionship. Their antics keep me in stitches too. Especially the way they greet me when I come home. Nugget runs to get what's left of his "stegasaurus" and then spins circles before me. Dylan dances around asking "what's for dinner?

Nugget with his Stegasaurus

The best thing about daschunds is the way they like to cuddle. Mine both sleep with me. Under the covers, of course. It's like having two hot water bottles, one on either side, to keep me warm. Sometimes when it's very quiet, I'll hear Nugget softly barking as he sleeps.

Sweet dreams, little one, sweet dreams.





Sunday, February 15

Maggie's Birthday Party

Nugget and Dylan and I have been looking for inspiration to decorate our "new" home. The outside is painted a pale yellow. I painted the front door red. Who knew that last night I would find the perfect color combination for the interior?


Right now things are rather blue and beige. Not very inspiring or happy at all...


Rather boring actually...


But just you wait! A little daschund, Maggie, was having a birthday party and we thought it would be fun to attend. Her mom Kim, at Dear Daisy Cottage, opened her home to us and when we walked in we could only say "WOW" as in "BOW WOW!"









Not only is Maggie the cutest birthday dog, her mom has inspired us to create a more colorful, happy home! All we needed was for someone to show us the way...

























Here's a peek inside. I'm going right in!
These are just a few photos Maggie's mom took of the of their happy home...





























I am so inspired by these photos! I can't wait to paint my living room YELLOW and my dining room chairs RED! I already have some similar pieces of furniture, they just need some paint!
I'm thinking as I look around that I've been heading this direction for a long time. Thanks Miss Maggie and Kim for inviting us to the party! We're taking home lots of great ideas! Happy Birthday!

Saturday, January 17

Nugget


















This little dog is flat out fun! He doesn't think he's a daschund or a dog even. I'm not sure what he thinks he is?! He can fly, he can jump, he can leap tall things with a single bound! He can always find something to do that makes me laugh. How can you be mad at that face on the dining room table at Christmas? Nugget seems to prefer the height of a piece of furniture to the floor where dogs are supposed to be. Maybe that makes him feel much larger that he is?

I rescued him from a young couple that had four big dogs and were afraid Nugget would get trampled. Not a problem for this dog but I'm glad they parted with him!

Nugget's great adventure happened a few months ago. I opened the back door to let him and his fearless friend, Dylan, out. Much to my dismay there was a dead squirrel on the back porch. Well, Nugget had found a prize! He grabbed the squirrel and took off with it across the backyard! Mom went after him but to no avail. When I got close enough to grab Nugget he just swallowed the squirrel whole! Yep, whole! Fur and feet and tail - gone in one huge gulp! I just stood there not knowing what to do. My baby dog swallowed a squirrel!

I called the emergency vet because you know these things never happen during office hours.
After a few tense moments and the sound of laughter in the background, the girl came back on the phone and told me just to watch him, "he'll probably throw it up," and "call back if he seems to be having any problems."

I watched the little booger all day. He didn't throw it up. He didn't seem phased by the whole experience at all! I didn't stop shaking for hours but Nugget went about his usual activities like nothing had happened. A normal day in the life of a small weiner dog, I guess?

I wish he could talk to me. Sometimes it would be nice to know what to expect next. But then, he probably would keep his secrets to himself...
















Monday, January 12




As promised, a tale of two weiners. Only one story this evening...

Dylan Vaughan Hendrix is a standard (big) daschund. Got him a flea market where the lady had a sign "mini-weiners for sale." He WAS mini then but has grown up to be the man of the house. His first adventure was to defend the homestead from the huge german shepherd dog across the street. He bolted over there barking his little head off.

I guess he was thinking the dog was a threat to me, I don't know. What happened next was
not pretty. The shepherd had the same idea, defend the family! They not only had words about it but Dylan got a big bite in the butt! It took three of us to untangle the mess.

Dylan had to have stitches and wear one of those funny cone things on his head until he healed. You would think that would have taught him to pick on someone his own size but he continues to be the fearless one.had the same idea, "defend the family," and the two not only

I have another daschund too, and two cats that keep me company and give me miles of smiles. It's so much fun to come home to a house full of friendly faces and wagging tails!








Sunday, January 11

Unconditional Love



These are my guys, Nugget and Dylan. They love each other and they love me. I know we all treat our pets as family and rightly so! They depend on us, look to us to provide their needs and give us way more joy than we deserve. I'll be sharing some of their antics with you later.