Tag: mini doxie

Tallulah Is Relaxed

She spent the night under-the-covers as a wedge between Helaine and me. As with her sofa time she was mostly in a state of suspended animation.

If you’re wondering how Tallulah is doing during her visit to ‘la casa Zorro’ the answer is great! She has claimed her side of the sofa and sees little reason to stray. Think Ambien with legs.

She spent the night under-the-covers as a wedge between Helaine and me. As with her sofa time she was mostly in a state of suspended animation.

Tallulah is a rescue dog (as Tracey mentioned in an earlier comment). When she first came to Connecticut she was skittish and warily defensive. No more. Except for her habit of ‘speed eating’ she shows no sign of anxiety or fear. Tallulah understands Tracey’s commitment to her.

There is one more activity Tallulah speeds though–going! In the three times I took her out yesterday she hardly hit the tiny piece of our lawn not covered by snow before she began to do her business. Impressive!

We’re glad Tallulah is visiting, but we know even though this sleepover is a favor to Tracey it’s more a favor to us. Dogs make people happy.

Tallulah’s Back!

Tallulah eats at a speed which suggests she thinks a meteor is headed toward Earth and she’d better hurry.

We are dog starved! That’s why when Tracey called to ask if we’d watch Tallulah her adorably docile mini dachshund, we asked if she’d like to stay two nights instead of one!

Tallulah has arrived. She’s on the sofa right now.

As dogs go Tallulah is very easy. She has toys, but she doesn’t play with them. She’s content to lay on the sofa comfortably enveloped by the softness of her blankets. If from time-to-time your hand reaches over and gently massages her back that’s fine too!

Tallulah eats at a speed which suggests she thinks a meteor is headed toward Earth and she’d better hurry. I’ll have video of that later.

Dogs are calming and soothing. It’s a trait they get by emulating Tallulah!

It’s possible by the time Tracey returns we’ll have packed up with no forwarding address.

Tallulah Goes Home After I Take A Few More Photos

It seems easy to be a dog. You eat. You rest. You poop. You piddle. Tallulah’s mastered all of those.

Tallulah’s gone. Tracey was here around 1:00 PM to fetch her.

There are high maintenance dogs. Tallulah’s not one. She’s was as tough to deal with as the afghan she lounged on.

“She’s much easier than you,” Helaine added.

It seems easy to be a dog. You eat. You rest. You poop. You piddle. Tallulah’s mastered all of those.

Speaking of those last two Tallulah might have some horse or possibly elephant blood in her! Need I say more?

Here are the last of my photos. She’s still a great model.

Tallulah: Speed Eating Dog! (video)

In case you don’t already know, Tallulah is the speed eating dog!

Tallulah has already participated in two still photos sessions and now she’s on video! In case you don’t already know, Tallulah is the speed eating dog!

Tallulah’s Afternoon Photo Session

She’s calm. She’s patient. She’s photogenic.

As photo models go Tallulah is great. She’s calm. She’s patient. She’s photogenic. She’s here for the weekend!

Tallulah At Her Most Expressive

We miss having a dog around the house. We don’t miss the responsibility that comes with dog ownership. Babysitting works just fine.

Dogs have individual personalities. Some are hyper. Some are licky. Others are perfectly content to be perfectly content. That last description applies to Tallulah, who we’re babysitting this weekend.

Tallulah is VERY laid back. She is a Xanax with paws.

We miss having a dog around the house. We don’t miss the responsibility that comes with dog ownership. Babysitting works just fine.

Here she is front and profile… in case the police ever need a wanted poster.

The Cutest Dog Photo You’ll See Today Featuring Roxie

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.)

Roxie Leaves The Fractions!

“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.

Sneaking A Dog Coast-To-Coast

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.

Aggressive Chewer: The Video

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!

Roxie Can’t Help Herself

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&#176 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’s Back In Town

She doesn’t object to photos. That makes her life easier to chronicle.

Stef’s back in Connecticut for a short visit. I’d write about that but no pictures! Also appearing, Roxie. She loves doesn’t object to photos. That makes her life easier to chronicle.

Is Roxie still small? Yes, but she’s bigger than we thought she’d be at nearly 14 pounds.

Is Roxie still cute? Hello!

She’s still not a year old but has calmed down a lot. In fact she’s sitting on the sofa with me right now. She was totally content until she heard Stef’s voice on the phone upstairs.

Roxie’s crate (aka: gated community) is back on the family room floor. Suitcases block easy access to ‘sensitive’ areas.

In many ways having Roxie here is like having a child in the house… if you could only get a child to poop on the front lawn!