Wild Doxies

Mikkey alias “Thor” and his first mama
Originally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

After losing Zoey the entire family was depressed and it didn’t take long for us to go searching for another dachshund. Not finding any puppies in the local area a much wider net was thrown, all the way to Minnesota. (That’s right not only does Mikkey have the muscular body of the norse god Thor he also comes from the Norseland of the U.S. as well) This is one of the first photos we saw of Mikkey and it made quite an impression on Beautiful - she simply had to have him. Dacshund puppies are so cute before their noses “pop out” and Mikkey is as cute a doxie pup as you would likely ever find. Now if we could get him to stop licking he might be the perfect dog.

Spike collar Harley - he’s a studly boy. 
Originally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

Can you say slumber party? The Wild Doxies can and they did. A surprise visit from Harley, who visited several months back, turned into an overnight event complete with doggie treats and a little competition for affection. Harley continues to be thrilled with the chance to male bond (See our October 20, 2006 post) which is just as well since Abbie is not sure there needs to be anymore dogs in the house to take attention away from her.

Abbie resting after a hard day of painting.

Originally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

This weekend brought a flurry of activity in Wild Doxie land. A decision was made to paint the kitchen walls and cabinets and that brought about major upheavel. Abbie does not care for upheavel as it tends to interfere with her napping and takes her people’s attention away from what’s really important - HER. On Saturday the family sanded, painted, and otherwise made life miserable for our heroine as she did her best to struggle through only requesting to be held and reassured once every 20-30 minutes. By the time Sunday came she was so distressed she actually chose to pitch a hand - or in this case a tail - to help get the project done. Look carefully at the picture and you’ll see that the white “tip” of Abbie’s tail is in fact paint. There was some debate as to how much help she really offered but it must have been a great deal for when asked about it Abbie was too tired to respond.

Phoenix-Zoey2

Originally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

Ran across this photo today and couldn’t help but put it up. Poor Zoey - we hardly knew you. Zoey would have been about 4-5 months old here just a month away from the accident that took her away from us. This is a picture taken one morning while Phoenixtail tried to convince Zoey she should go potty OUTSIDE even though it was dripping water from the sky. Just about any dachshund owner I know is familiar with that trial.

Abbie tries out or a role as the Easter Dachshund 

Originally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

Abbie decided the baskets were getting way too much attention. That could only mean that she was not getting enough. Yes, she is a dachshund princess! Weasel blames Beautiful for her spoiling but of course Beautiful blames Weasel - it’s hard to know where the truth is. The only thing that is certain is Abbie is sure we should be petting her right now!

Mikkey - Easter EggsOriginally uploaded by Wild Doxies.

Mikkey became certain that there was chocolate or other edibles in one of the easter egg baskets. We eventually had to seperate him from the basket as his interest became a bit too intense! Really though, he should have been happy. A dachshund’s height makes him perfectly suited to find more eggs than the rest of the hunters.

  

What’s He Thinkin’?Originally uploaded by Carrie Taylor.

Weasel was surfing flickr a bit the other night and came across these great dachshund pictures.  Much as Mikkey and Abbie get sad when people leave their site you really must go look at pictures Carrie has taken of her doxie Snoopy! 

Having grown up with mutts as a kid entering the world of the wild doxie was eye opening for weasel.  Dachshunds, like most pure bred dogs, have some very strong traits because of the purpose for which the dog was bred or designed.  As popular as dachshunds are it seems that the majority of people are not familiar with the history and design of the breed.  They are simply “weiner dogs” to many and thus funny because of their shape and/or size.  Wild Doxies is going to begin documenting some of the endearing and not-so endearing qualities of our favorite canine here on a semi-regular basis.  While every dachshund is unique and has it’s own personality there are a number of overall tendencies that should be recognizable to almost anyone familiar with doxies. Check back often to learn more about the dachshund - or to set us straight when we miss the mark.

There was a great deal of excitement today as the wild doxies had visitors!  Weasel has done some web related work for the folks at Blue Mountain Cider and they dropped by to ask a few questions.  Mikkey acted like he would like to learn more about hard cider - maybe even try some - but it was just a trick to keep Kelli and Nancy paying attention to him.  Kelli was so smitten with Mikkey in particular (sorry Abbie) that she repeatedly stated, “I’m gonna have to take you home with me”.  Unfortunately for both Kelli and Mikkey she already has 3 dogs at home and so it was decided he would stay here.  Just as well - Phoenix would get cold at night without a furry doxie to sleep with.

This is an “email fwd” that i’m sure many of you have seen - but I found it amusing so posted it. 

A list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dachshund.

1. I will not eat the cats’ food before they eat it or after they throw it up.
2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.
3. I will not munch on “leftovers” in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.
4. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.
5. The sofa is not a ‘face towel’. Neither are Mom and Dad’s laps.
6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.
7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.
8. I will not bite the officer’s hand when he reaches in for Mom’s driver’s license and registration.
9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad’s underwear when he’s on the toilet.
10. Sticking my nose into someone’s crotch is an unacceptable way of saying “hello”.
11. I will not throw up in the car.
12. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.
13. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.
14. The cat is not a ’squeaky toy’ so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it’s usually not a good thing.