Up early to watch the royal wedding...

...and reminded of my own kingdom.  After all, I am the Earl of Asbury.  It's a pretty sweet gig if you can get it.  Tea and toast served on a tray with my special blanket waiting to curl up in.

I am also supposed to remind you that once upon a time there was another special wiener, the Duke of Covewood.  My human stills talk about his reign of terror.  Not a squeaky toy survived in his palace.

My momma is not only the best weenie momma...

...and the best boxer momma, she's also the best black lab momma.  Cuz last night she heard Kain panting funny and acting a little strange.  They were laying in the closet for a long time.  She even took her pillow and blanket in there so he could lay down with her.  But finally my momma and the Big Guy took Kain in the car somewhere for a couple hours.  Kacy and I were a little worried because it was so late.  When they came home Kain was fine but he smelled like that special wiener hospital I went to.  I guess it's a special black lab hospital as well.  He was really tired today.  My momma says that what happens with ol' gray dogs.

I was a little concerned...

...when I loaded up in the car without Kain and Kacy.  We drove a long time before we got into the hills of Texas.  It seemed familiar to me and yup, we got to the place I've stayed at few times before.  I had to stay in my kennel for a little while each day but by the 3rd day I realized it was safe to let someone know that I wanted out.  Oddly enough, I didn't have to get back into the kennel but stayed with my human and the Big Guy.  We laid around in bed for a long time, then we went for a long drive up and down hills.  We stopped for lunch at a place where even I got to sit at the table.  That was pretty cool until a cat came and laid under my table. 
It wasn't a bad long weekend but I was sure tired when we got home.  Kain and Kacy were happy to see us though I think there may have been a little schedule confusion for them.  We really do just like to stick to the routine.

Our morning routines are the best...

4:30 a.m.  - quick trip outside to take care of business. Our bathroom command is "get busy" and it gets a little forceful when we think we should just follow our noses.
6:30 a.m. - my momma and the Big Guy return home smelling really, really good and we get leashed up and taken for a walk around the 'hood.  I, as any self respecting dachshund should do, sniff and check out every hole along the way.
7:00 a.m. - upstairs for morning treats - the really good homebaked cookies my momma makes.
7:30 a.m. - special cereal bowl treat just for me from the Big Guy
8:00 a.m. - back down stairs for our breakfast - we wait patiently for the "go ahead"
8:00:30 a.m. - looking to see what the plan is...
... I like to get a little speedwork in and then it's NAP TIME.

My momma stayed calm...

...during a dog crisis this morning.  We were all still laying around in the bedroom when Kacy got up and went down the hall and fell down.  She was twitching and kicking the wall but my momma was there in a flash to help Kacy stay safe.  Kain and I stayed close because we were a little worried about the Big Butt.  Once she was calm Kacy had a little accident but my momma said that doesn't matter.  We stayed on the floor for a while and then we made sure Kacy could stand up.  Don't worry Big Butt, I'll keep an eye on you.

I can't help it...

...that I am 30 inches long tip to tip
Yes, I can take up an entire chair.  Yes, I think we should get a king-sized bed.  Yes, I like to stretch out.

and Yes, I have big feet.