Geoff Fox: My Permanent Record
Back when I was in school teachers would always scare me with stories of how my exploits would end up in my permanent record. I believe this is it! – Geoff Fox
Because she works long days she needs someone to care for Roxie. That’s where Laura comes in. Roxie will now spend most days with her friends at Laura’s.
I really haven’t written about my daughter Stefanie much recently. She’s in California working for a production company. She lives and works in Hollywood!
Because her days are long she needs someone to help care for Roxie. That’s where Laura comes in. Roxie will now spend most days with her friends at Laura’s.
Here’s a photo of the gang earlier today. If this is a dog’s life I’m jealous!
It was only after a major search she found Roxie cuddled with her childhood stuffed bear, Yogi.
I don’t get to post as many photos with Roxie now that she and Stef are California girls. We’re visiting next week, but until that time I”ll have to depend on my daughter and the camera in her cellphone.
Stef woke today and couldn’t find Roxie. It was only after a major search she found Roxie cuddled with Stef’s childhood stuffed bear, Yogi. Obviously Roxie understands what’s going on because she has treated Yogi with reverence and not with her normal ‘aggressive chewer’ behavior.
(Thanks for Bob Maxon who noticed I have Roxie showing reverence for herself. It has been fixed.)
“She’s tiny and little,” Stef will say, “and freakishly long.”
“She’s in the digits. She’s not in the fractions anymore.” The words are from Stef. She is speaking about Roxie who turns one today.
Whatever you’ve heard about the impact of dogs on humans, they are that meaningful and then some. I’m not sure how Stef would have survived moving across the country without Roxie’s company.
Over the last twelve months Roxie has grown. She is a maxi mini dachshund. We were told she’d get as heavy as 11 pounds. She’s closer to 14.
We call her Roodle and Roo and Poosun and Roosun and Poodle. She answers to them all. It’s the doggie equivalent of being multilingual!
“She’s tiny and little,” Stef will say, “and freakishly long.”
Happy birthday Roxie. Many happy returns.
When I last spoke to Stef this afternoon she was waiting at Bradley. Roxie was acting as if she’d just downed a gallon of espresso.
Stef and Roxie are back in California. They flew BDL-LAS-LAX on Southwest this afternoon/evening. The plan was to sedate Roxie for the flights. Right. That trick never works!
When I last spoke to Stef this afternoon she was waiting at Bradley. Roxie was acting as if she’d just downed a gallon of espresso.
As it turned out that’s when Stef met Linda.
I don’t know much about Linda except she was on her way to Vegas, saw Roxie in the terminal and began to talk with Stef. When Stef explained how Roxie had flown west-to-east in her lap Linda said she and her friend would love to share a row with them. They loved dogs!
And so, contrary to every rule ever published, Roxie was out of the bag and on Stef’s lap all the way to McCarren!
Things went just as well from Las Vegas to Los Angeles. Stef took the window seat and a man wearing (what’s been described to me as a) turban sat on the aisle. He too loved dogs which is how we come to the attached photo of Roxie in the middle seat! That’s probably his hand (because it’s definitely not Stef’s)
I’m not going to attribute this one to Southwest’s friendliness, because I’m sure Stef hid Roxie under a blanket when the flight attendant approached. This was 100% through the friendliness of her seatmates.
It could have been the trip from hell. After all it was Roxie who ate her way out of a travel bag while flying this same route in January!
And they all lived happily ever after.
This toy is like a Frisbee with a thick and tough rope around the perimeter. Roxie loves it!
As mentioned about a zillion times Roxie is an aggressive chewer. It’s tough to buy toys that last. Think pit bull not dachshund.
Stef has learned to avoid anything that’s stuffed or has doo-dads hanging off. Cute and practical are at opposite polls.
This toy is like a Frisbee with a thick and tough rope around the perimeter. Roxie loves it!
The most fun thing about Roxie is watching her inbred behaviors. These are things we assume she does subconsciously like trying to hide/bury her toys.
Stef is back and recuperating from the “Piggy Flu” She started with “six and three quarters piggies.” Now she’s down to “one third piggy.” Roxie is back home too and she’s interesting to watch.
First, Helaine and Stef are amazed that as soon as Roxie is left in my care she lays down and goes to sleep! I bring out the best in doggies.
Maybe jealous is a better description than amazed!
When she is awake Roxie is still very puppylike even though she’s rapidly approaching her first birthday. She is an aggressive chewer, able to chew and destroy almost any toy–and she does. Thankfully she only chews those things she’s supposed to chew–mostly.
The most fun thing about Roxie is watching her inbred behaviors. These are things we assume she does subconsciously like trying to hide/bury her toys.
We don’t have much dirt in the house for Roxie to dig up. Instead she tries to bury things in the space between the cushions on the sofa. That’s what she was doing a few minutes ago–though her chew stick was perpendicular to the opening. Oops.
I turned the stick 90° and she quickly pushed it in between the two cushions with her nose!
Once something’s hidden she uses her nose to push dirt and cover the hole. Like I said: no dirt. It makes no difference. Roxie moves and gestures and pushes artificial dirt. A few minutes ago she even tried to use my shirt to cover her buried treasure.
She does all this with such purpose. She is driven by invisible forces that have been bred into her breed. Are all dachshunds like this? I don’t know, but my guess is probably.
She is very entertaining.
Roxie and Stef–one with enhanced ears.
Roxie and Stef–one with enhanced ears.
