Showing posts with label nugget. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nugget. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 2

Puppy play date!

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Nugget has been a little sad lately. I had to tell him the news about Maggie and he really didn’t take it very well.

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My daughter and her hubby just adopted an adorable puppy from the Humane Society. Meet “Juno!”

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Well, she got a bath and all prettied up and came to meet Nugget on Saturday. I was sure that Nugget would like her and he did! They had so much fun sniffing and running and playing together!

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It was really hard to get any good photos of them because they were so busy getting to know each other!

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I’m sure they will be the best of friends!

Nugget told me later that he really likes Juno and hopes she will come visit again soon. Who needs a long distance relationship anyway?!

Nugget can now wish Oliver and Maggie all the best!

Friday, April 24

Maggie, Maggie, give me your answer do…

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I think that Nugget must have been looking over my shoulder this morning. I guess he read the letter that Maggie wrote to Oliver Wendell I thought maybe he was just tired but now I’m sure that he is just sad.

He looks at me with these eyes and I wonder what it will take for him to find happiness again? The love of his life is interested in someone else. Has that ever happened to you? If so, then you know how Nugget feels right now. Poor baby…

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His world is crumbling around him. He can’t even lift his head.

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We had a little chat this morning. I was just trying to cheer him up. These are some of the things he would say to Maggie, if he had the chance.

"Miss Maggie, we could be so good together. We could share stories about our moms. We could hunt lizards together. I’m great at catching lizards! I even got a squirrel once! I could be your great hunter and show you lots of places to find things. My heart is so sad right now. How could you choose a big old dog like Oliver when you could have a sweet little man like me?

I know I don’t dress the part of a charming suitor. I don’t have any nice clothes or collars to get spiffied up in.

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I just have my purple dog collar and a flea collar that’s so old it surely doesn’t kill any fleas. I don’t have any fleas Maggie, I promise. I’m soft and silky just like you.

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You look so lovely in your photos. I just can’t take my eyes off you. If only you could get to know me better, I’m sure you would like me. Everyone likes me. I can do tricks too. I can leap sideways over my big brother. I can spin circles at dinnertime. I can even jump up on the dining room table! You know there is always something good up there!

Maggie, if you could only give me a chance. Just one little chance, then I could smile again."

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Hopefully yours, Nugget

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?

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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.





Saturday, January 17

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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...