sushi me :)

I like chicken, I like rice,

I Iike carrots, thinly sliced.

Squeeze them smoosh them, stack them high,

You make sushi, I'll bring pie!!! :)

- Baxter, 7.7 years old, writing the poetic praises of his special snackie treat of the week :)

the elfies in the selfie

This week tiny chumley and I are busy little elves, working on teeny tiny doxie treasure boxes and making progress on top secret holiday makey projects that will hopefully make their debut in the coming months.  And finishing up a certain little someone's Halloween outfit, so there will be plenty of time for him and his little duk friend to enjoy it before the big day arrives. 

hey hey, less talky more makey, mom! the sooner we finish the boxes and the super secret stuff, the sooner we can finish my Halloween costume! :)

good morning Monday

hee hee, good morning, Monday! I see you are going to be a brand new shiny day!! :) 

the little entrepeneurs: b&d excavation and catering

hee hee, mom, in me and duk duk's poopslist ad, can you please make sure to mention that if anybuddy needs anything else dug, in addition to planting holes and bunny traps, we also dig in-ground duk swimmy pools, cable trenches, dragster runways, and natural walrus habitats? make that last part in bold caps - i think our specialty work will really help set us apart from the competition, dontchoo? oh, and make sure also, that u let them know our quality catering includes free poop mushies on parties of twenty or more when reservations are made three months in advance (except during drought or winter, in which case free poopsicles will be substituted).   :)  

manny joes

mom, i really like them, and, they are very comfortable, and, I am really looking forward to painting flaming bunnies on them before school starts, but...well, I have never really heard of manny joes before.  are u sure these are not girl shoes?? 

hold it

Some things are worth a break from the afternoon fun of playing guess whose foofie with their best toyfriend, even if it means possibly missing out on what was sure to be the gassiest foofie of them all.

oooOOOooo! no wait, hold it!! just hold it, duk duk! i will be right back in a jiffy..hee hee, delicious corn!! :) 

little wet wolf

It was pouring rain when we decided to see what Kep and Padua, Baxter's sausagey predecessors who were litter mates, would do if we cried squirrel and released them into the rain.  Padua, riled up and ready, bounded out the door without a thought, while Kep, always a bit more cunning of the two, immediately sensed the impending doom of wetness and stopped at the doorway, a perfect place from which he could watch his brother come back, skulky and wet, some fractional seconds later.

Even though tiny chumley jokes about not pooping in the rain, we have actually been very lucky with our little boy. Rain rarely deters Baxter from the necessities of life when it is required of him, whether he must go out with his dad and poop under cover of a gimungous golf umbrella, or lured by bunny scent that draws him voluntarily across the walkie line, he must stand out in the rain, a little wet wolf waiting patiently for his prey. :)

10-38

well, u see, mister officer, it was just easier this way because my dad and I are going to the chikky fil a, and I know the shortcut but he does not because me and my toyfriend duk duk pedal there after school a lot and when u have a pedal car u totally have to take advantage of the shortcuts otherwise u will get really tired and sweaty and then when u get there they will not let u go in the bouncy house. and so, anyway, the route is kind of visually unmarked so u have to follow the scent marks we left,  only they are not very strong because well, u know, summer vacation, and so u have to have a really good sniffer to sniff things out and so yeah, that is why we have our windows down and that is why I am steering. did u, maybe, well, would u like to come with us? if we are lucky maybe big Bessie will be there and then we can all get crayons and everything!! :) :)

walkie the line

This past weekend it rained, shortening our walkies from the thousands of steps we normally take, down to just four for a certain little sausagey boy, who just barely made it out of the garage before being stopped by mother nature's all natural, earth quenching dachshund barrier. 

mom, every puppy knows the walkie line is a line we cannot cross. can we please go back inside now? :)

objects in roundey hole are much smaller than they appear :)

hee hee hee, mom, i know u bought this especially for them from the thrift store, and, i know they will enjoy it and all, but, are u sure we want to give this to the little misses? because, I mean, well, just look at how BIG I am I this thing!! :) :)

shorty pickins :)

hee hee, no mom.. (slurp slurp) .. i think.. (slurpy slurp).. those tomatoes .. (slurp slurp) .. disappeared.. (slurp slurp slurpy slurp) .. all by.. (slurp slurp) .. themselves! :) :)

yesterday was unicorn appreciation day :)

dear diary, 

yesterday was unicorn appreciation day. and today we are pooped. :)

toodleydoo! 

b.

dapper doxie dud: get me to the church on time

 Hello friends it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter! I'm reporting to you today about my friend Ted.  That's him, the black and tan on the right, only he is two years older now.  There are only so many pictures of him because he is a ranch dog, and ranch dogs, well they do not have a lot of time for pictures do they, what with the deer and the antelope to play with and the horse poop to roll in and, well, you get the idea. 

Anyhow, even though Ted has a super cool job already, he is going to have an even super cooler one to do this weekend, because he is going to be the ring bearer at his mom and dad's wedding!  Yeah, I know, it stinks that he will probably have to take a bath for it, but at least he will be walking down the aisle in style thanks to this dud my mom made for him, made from a subtle sandy colored checkered suiting woolen complete with super special little silvery buttons, a removable bowtie made from a vintage necktie, and two double welted teeny tiny ring pockets! I like the ring pockets because there are snaps inside so u know, important things do not fall out, and well, because there are two of them. Because, in a pinch, if during rehearsal he realizes the actual wedding might go long, he could plan ahead and stuff both rings in one pocket, and put some delicious jerky treats in the other. 

Anyhoo, I sure hope Ted and his family have a super super day come Saturday! Me, well, I've got a unicorn to appreciate super soon and I hope u do too because, heads up, Unicorn Appreciation Day is tomorrow, Tuesday, July 29th!! (I hope that's right - I do not have my calendar in front of me).  This is Baxter your roving reporter, wishing you the happiest of Mondays!  :)

fit to be spied

It always seems to me that little dachshunds are often left out in the cold when it comes to nicely fitted attire.  Something is always too short, too long, too small, too wide, too narrow, or too big.  And sleeves and shoulder lines are practically always a problem, so misplaced and often so big that our stubby legged little friends inevitably - albeit adorably - ensausage themselves.

The little gray hairs sprouting like weeds on tiny chumley's face told me it was time to tackle this Moby Dick of sewing challenges, and so the little kielbasa and I have spent the last two weeks reading and futzing drawing and cutting and sewing and seam ripping and cutting and sewing and seam ripping and, well you get the idea.   It's been a lot of work that has caused me to face many a sewing demon, but it has also been very rewarding in terms of developing my spatial thinking.  And of course, it has also been very rewarding for a happy go lucky, bottomless tummied little boy, who also has some rather grandiose ideas as to what his halloween costume will be this year.

shhh shhhh shushy shuush! mom, please do not say anything more. u never know if the stinky neighbor bassets might be listening with their big ol ears, and that would just spoil everything me and duk duk have already been working on!!  remember, u make the - u make the thing we talked about, and we will take care of the rest. now, shall we start on the back - um, part b?  :)

lesson of the day :)

The naughty puppy ignored his mother's call and dallied outside,

 barking at noises and sniffing at bugs,

 until finally the naughty puppy decided himself

 that he was ready

 to go back inside. 

"oh snap," the puppy cried while he stood at the door,

spying into the house, a tiny red tomato too delicious for words.

It was a treat for the little puppy, if only he had not wanted to play some more.

"surely there is a lesson, a lesson to be learned, 
something i should remember, in my memory to be burned ."

The puppy stood staring, his mind all a whirl,
until finally it hit him, like three kinds of butters...









 

"next time, silly puppy, bring glass cutters!"

 

while we are waiting for frenchy fries :)

blaaaarrrrrrrrrrgggggggghhhhhhhhhghhhaaaaarrrggghggghghaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrgg...

...gggggllllarrrrrrrrggghhhhhhhhaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrgggggghhhaaarrrrrrrrrrrrllllhaaarrrrrghh...

...uurrrrrrhhhhaaaarrrrggggggggggllllhhhaaaaaaaaaaaarrgghhhhhhluuuurrrrrgggggllllrrrrrr...

okay dad, guess it. 

hee hee nope. a drooly stinky snorey basset sleeping on his back! your turn! :) :)

woke up this morning

Our free 30 day trial of Amazon Prime ends very soon, which I suppose bodes well for all of us couch potatoes, save for one little dachshund who perhaps has become a little too enamored of a certain family drama that he won't be able to finish.

but mom, it's like this.  u pay the annual fee, and me and duk duk will make sure it is worth your while, capoops?  no poop strings attached or nuttin.  how can it get better than that? now do we got a deal or what? :)

the poopzillapranos

okay, in u go, tiny godzilla, my friend!!

hee hee, now remember, the deal is, when duk duk comes home from swimmies camp today and tries steal my gummy worms like he has been doing EV-ery day this summer, u jump out and scare the living badookies out of him. like, full on busted. take a picture and everything. and skype me when the deed is done using the ipoop mini i gave u.  which u can use by the way while u r waiting cuz it'll be a few hours. but keep the volume down will ya because duk duk's got spidey senses like a hawk, you got it?

now, any questions before we close the drawer?

no way, really?? bad enough to make your paint peel off? surely u must be exagg-

(sniff sniff sniff)

ka-zowee!! i wonder why..oh that's right, this used to be the curing drawer for me and duk duk's pooperoni stand.  which would have been a total success if the stink didn't get so bad that mom found out and made us take it all outside. and then of course it just had to rain and all our work went straight down the - 

 

okay okay, simmer down. u can have an extra kibble for the smell but u better get the job done and done right, capoops?

oh hello mom... how long have u been, oh u know, standing there?? :)

i can do anything :)

The unbridled optimism that every doxie seems to possess is one of the many traits that I find endearing.  Although their extruded little bodies and shortened stubby legs often leave them challenged under circumstances which would otherwise be easy for dogs of normal stature, our tiny wolves persist, resourcefully finding ways to get the job done as only a dachshund can.  Particularly, I suppose, when it comes to matters of filling their happy little rumbly tummies.

hee hee, mom, no need to check on me.  i was just going to, well, i was just going to u know..okay, well, mom, did u forget to give me this snackie because i smelled it all the way over from there and i saw that u were busy and i thought, well, rather than bothering u...well, i just thought i could, u know, parkour over and help myself.  :)

ridgeback

dear diary,
legend has it that i and others of my sausagey kind are of german descent,  but personally, i think i am at least part rhodesian. and direwolf. definitely ferocious land protecting direwolf.

toodleydoo!
b :)