Sometimes the water bowl...

...seems to far away.  And green tea is good for weenies.  I think.

On the Guadalup...

...eh

Not cool, momma...

...not cool.
After I got busy on a bite on my behind and chewed it raw, my momma and the big guy said I had to wear a cone but they like to come up with at-home solutions.
So after a few prototypes this is a very tricky little contraption they came up with to keep me away from my own butt.

And then to top off the humiliation they laughed at me.

Actually, it didn't really bother me that much.  I can still drink and eat and lay around and bug Kacy and they know how I am smarter than most dogs and have figured out how to back out of this.

Stupid ants!

The Big Guy whacked me...

....last night. COMPLETELY BY ACCIDENT.  But it really hurt my feelings so I went and hid with my momma.  Luckily he's pretty persuasive with the ice cream sandwiches.  And he shares his pillow so graciously.

I really like Canadians...

... especially the lady with the funny squished-nose dog.  She didn't bring the dog with her but she still played with me and let me walk all over her.  I remembered her right away from all of our visits to her house in Calgary.  It was a lot of fun to wake up in the morning and run upstairs and sniff her out.

Visitor from the north country...

...Kain's human from Calgary stopped by for a visit.  Kain was VERY happy to see him.  I was too.  I will always remember the fun times we had when I stayed with him while my human was finding a place for us to live in Houston.

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.

Get well soon

This has been one of our favourite daily dachshund blogs to read for a few years now so we know all about the troubles Maggie and Joey have gone through.  Our whole family is hoping that Maggie gets to go home soon.
http://dachshundlove.blogspot.com/2011/03/dads-little-princess.html

We don't often chat with other dogs...

...during our morning walks. But this morning my human made a bee-line for the guy that walks the other wiener in the hood.  Except this morning he was walking 2 wieners.  We all had met the 2nd wiener before but she didn't.  So we had to stop and blah blah blah blah blah.  I just sat down and waited why those 2 wieners got a lot of attention.  The new wiener was barking right in Kacy's and Kain's face and they let him.  I suppose I should be jealous but technically all of us wieners are related somehow.  Give a weenie a break, right?
The man said the new wiener wasn't treated very nice before he got him.  Little weenie has some scars on his chest and back.   But let me tell ya, he sure is a shiny little wiener.  And the other wiener girl has allergies so she was happy just to get scratched.

I pity the fool...

...(or at least the neighbors cleaning lady) who dares to step into our 'hood.  You think I'm joking about the black dog gang?!? Sure, Kacy isn't black but she's a big girl that doesn't mess around.  And we all know Kain's capabilities in the "mean as hell" department.

We spend a lot of time together...

...as a pack.  Kain seems to be happier now that he realizes he is a dog and can have dog friends.  I spend extra time each day with him so he knows this is the best home for dogs. I really like playing with him now without the fear of a sudden temper tantrum.  I think he might remember how much fun we used to have when I was a little boy and we would play Chase the Fast Little Wiener.  My human makes us all hang out together to help us feel good.  She will trim our nails, which none of us like.  But we let her because she gives a great dog massage.  She will brush us to keep us shiny.  She will get the vacuum out to clean up our hair and I will remind her by sitting politely in front of the vacuum that she should get busy vacuuming us instead of the carpet.  She makes me so happy when she asks "Who wants some?"  I guess she makes all of us happy because we all line up and wait our turn.

I almost forgot to tell you that I had...

...a breakthrough. 
We had a visitor to the house the other night and he looked so much like the Big Guy (nope it wasn't Big Guys brother - he still scares me).
Tall.
Bald.
Happy.
So even though I was on high alert my momma told me she was very impressed with my inquisitive peeks and wagging tail.
Maybe everyone who comes to visit should just shave their head.  Help a weenie out.

Weenies, wieners, dachshunds, hot dogs...

...lot of names for us and lots of blogs by us.  My human keeps showing me some pretty awesome ones.  We like to see them all.

My human says that I am the...

...smartest wiener.  Smarter than boxers.  Smarter than labs.  That's because I figured out after only 2 lessons that when the water bowl is empty and I'm thirsty, all I have to do is ring the bell and Voila! someone comes along and fills the bowl for me.

I just heard that the new Valentine's Day icon...

...is going to be a WIENER.  Cupid is old news. Everyone knows that if you have a weenie running the place you will have lots and lots of love.
I love chicken. 
I love the Big Butt.
I love Killer Kain.
I love the Big Guy.
But I really, really, really love my momma.  (and the cookies she bakes for us)

Big walks...

...equal tired wieners and boxers and labs.

The Big Guy thinks it is awesome that my big diggers are multi-taskers.  I was the swimmingest wiener.

Kacy wasn't so thrilled with the pond.

Yup, the big bro lookin' out for me again.  Right?

It's really cold here in Houston...

...and I'm not sure I like it.  The Big Guy says I should be okay with it, being a Canadian wiener and all.  But he doesn't know that my human shoveled the snow off the grass for me when I was a little boy.

Reminds me of the big parks back home in Calgary

We woke up, had some breakfast and then hit the road.  We all went to a big park on the edge of town.  There was a special fenced area for dogs but you know what my human thinks of that.  Instead we stopped at a great spot down the road with a huge lake and miles and miles and miles of places to run and sniff.  And there was no one else there.  My human and The Big Guy kept a close eye on me.  They said because there was no fence you just never know what could jump out of the bushes and take a wiener away.  I said "AS IF.  I'm a wiener.  Let 'em try."  Then we came around a corner and there was a huge pond perfect for swimming wieners and wading black labs and tiptoeing boxers.  We all got wet chasing the tennis balls. It's a good thing we have a water dog living with us now because he can go out and get those balls that we don't want to.  But the best part of the adventure was that we didn't have to get bathed when we got home.

Whew!

Big sigh! after a BIG kerfuffle last night at the door when my human and The Big Guy came home.  We always get so excited, barking and howling and jumping up and down and all of a sudden Kain didn't like Kacy being in his personal space so he snapped and then she really snapped.  All of a sudden she was on his back and chomping on his neck and there was a lot of growling and snarling and I just bolted.  But she is such a sweet girl that as soon as everything calmed down Kacy went over and wanted to give Kain a makeup kiss.   Maybe he'll learn not to mess with big girls!  I'm happy to say that this morning all is quiet on the southeastern Texas front.

My human...

...said she loves me the best.  And not to tell anyone. WOO-OOF!