mid-atlantic doxie fest: fashion and food

Hey, it's me Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting again from the Mid-Atlantic Dachshund Phestival. Now, between you and me, dressing up isn't always what it's cracked up to be, especially when the pictures leaked to the internet are taken out of context, but here at the festival everybody knows that dressing up is purely for fun. We're back inside to watch the costume parade, and let me tell you there were a lot of dressed up doxies!






I really liked all of the costumes but I gotta give a high paw-five to the human who dressed up as The Cat in the Hat and pulled along his double dapple doxies in a wagon who were dressed up as Thing 1 and Thing 2 and I think a green turtle - my mom thinks maybe that was Yertle. There were pumpkins and lobsters and hot dogs and sharks and even a skunk! Thank goodness he didn't smell like one.



Doxies in costume weren't the only dogs in disguise at the festival. Some doxies here bore a striking resemblance to other things without even trying. They were everywhere. One fella's mom was carrying him like he was a big stuffed toy that she just won at the carnival. At the races, I sat next to a "short haired" black and tan who was really a long hair, only his mom had him groomed short. I also played with a long haired red who reminded me of a golden retriever. All throughout the festival I ran into piebald doxies who looked more like spaniels because of their markings, and a wirehaired doxie that mom said looked more like Buck the Shaggy Briard Sheepdog from Married with Children. And every once in a while we would see doxies who didn't need a costume at all to be reminded of why we are called sausage doggies.








mmm sausage. That brings me to the topic of food at the festival, or fair food to be exact, like funnel cakes and hot dogs n french fries n lemonade. Mom says if all the fair food was similar to the steak n cheese sandwich that they did not share with me, then "fair" pretty much describes the food. No hot melted provolone and fresh baked italian bread for this sandwich, just cold liquid cheese and soggy peppers covering lukewarm steak on a stale bun. So my tip for this trip, pack your own food cuz there is plenty of open space and seating for a picnic. Or break away from the barking and explore the surrounding town for good eats. There are definitely better options only minutes away.







Speaking of tips, mom says humans should wear comfortable shoes because there are a lot of lines worth standing in. The time goes by fast with all the doxie watching and butt sniffing. I don't even remember how long it took before it was my turn to get blessed, but you can see the waiting was totally worth it.






Now, the Mid-Atlantic Dachshund Phestival is more than just a day of fun for doxies like me. For some doxies, this is their chance to be adopted. My mom and dad and I spent some time with this little girl, Jasmine, a four year old long haired e-red doxie, while her foster mom took a much needed break from representing her rescue group. Everyone liked Jasmine because she was an absolute sweetie, the kind of dog that doesn't mind being held for hours on end. I also met doxies in wheel carts, old doxies and young ones in every color and shape and size. Like me two years ago, they are all in need of a good home. I hope they find their forever families soon.



So whether you're interested in going for a run, dressing up, adoping a doxie, or even just hanging out to doxie watch, the Mid-Atlantic Dachshund Phestival is one happening place to be. I hope you'll have a swell time at your next doxie festival. It may not be the same as this one, but I guarantee you it will be fun!

This is your tuckered roving rover reporter Baxter signing out. Woof!