Autumn in Houston...

...may be my favorite time of year.
Cuz the sun shines through the windows all afternoon.  I'm gonna go get my nap on.

Too pooped to party...

...my momma and the Big Guy left us all alone all weekend.  Well, there were people here to look after us but I was in full "chicken" mode and stayed under the bed the whole time.  I was very happy to see my momma when they came home.  But it didn't take me long to pass out in the booby blanket. 

After Kacy's near death experience...

...we stopped going for regular walks so my momma could keep an eye on her. But now Kacy is taking pills that make her all hopped up and intense like she's had too much coffee and just wants to eat all the time.  I won't even mention all of the accidents because she is drinking like a fish. 

So we are back on our regular walk schedule to help Kacy burn off all that energy.  As soon as my momma comes home from the park in the morning, when it's still dark and hardly anyone on the street, we head out on our usual route.

I only speak of this again because this morning we were walking like a well-oiled pack.  Me, in the middle and slightly ahead (you know what that means), flanked on the right by the Big Butt and on the left by Killer Kain.  Walking tall (keep the short jokes to yourself) and proud.

I love my pack.

What is this weenie world...

...coming to? when MY momma takes Kacy to the park with her and leaves me and Kain home alone.  I don't understand.

Another sad day for dogs and the people that love them...

R.I.P. Kasha Pritchard

Kasha was a very nice, little old lady that I met a few years ago.  We would go to her house sometimes and I always thought it was pretty cool of her to let me hang around.  The Big Guy has known her since she was a little girl and he says that her humans, Judy and David, are going to be very sad today and for many days to come.  I hope they know that Yorkies are just like Weenies - We love our humans as much as they love us.

I have to ask myself...

...would I eat a bar of soap?

Heck NO. 

I only bring this up because Kacy went into the shower and ate a bar of soap.  And then she wasn't looking so good.  And she kept everyone up all night.  And in the morning there was stuff on the grass that smelled like soap.  But she's okay now.  Girls are dumb.

It's been a good morning...

...for naps.  Momma told me at breakfast that we would be getting our nap on as soon as she got cleaned up from rolling around in the park without us.
So while that business was being taken care of I used my time efficiently for wind sprints and biting Kain and Kacy right on the bums.
Then my momma gave me the "load up" manuever and we got to napping.  It was warm and dark and quiet. Perfection.
I am now going to work my magic for afternoon nap time.

KACY is...

...HOME!!! 

The Big Guy brought her home last night.  She looks the same but she's really wobbly and her smell makes me a little anxious.  I thought I should give her a little space so she could feel comfortable.  But she's home and that is all I care about because Kain and I were getting a little lonely without her.
Welcome home Big Butt!

It's my bed...

...my momma had to remind me how much I used to like my Rogz bed.  It's been stuck in the corner for years.  What weenie is going to sleep in a dog bed when there are two perfectly acceptable laps and a booby blanket to choose from?
After Kain slept in it the other day my bed got moved into the office.  Usually I sleep curled up on the hard, scratchy rug outside the door but this morning my momma showed me that the bed was right beside her chair and she asked me to start spending more time with her.  So now, I LOVE my bed again.

P.S. Kacy is still in the hospital and the doctor is still very concerned about a lot of stuff so I don't know when I will get to see her.  Come home soon Big Butt.

KACY?????

My momma hasn't told me anything.  I guess we are still waiting to see how Kacy is doing. 

Kain likes weenie...

...beds too!  With all of the stuff going on over the past few days Kain got sooooo tired that he was forced to try out my bed.  I don't use it anymore so it's nice to see him curl up in it.  We didn't think he could curl up that small but I guess when you're pooped you gotta make do with what you have.

KACY - TRANSFUSION

The boxer doctor called to say that Kacy had a blood transfusion and is showing good signs of improvement.  Come home soon Big Butt.

KACY IN SERIOUS CONDITION

My Big Butt came home yesterday with a shaved neck, shaved wrists and a shaved tummy.  I was very happy to see her and really happy that she got to have chicken for dinner.  I thought for sure everything was going to be okay.
But this morning my momma had Kacy ready to go as soon as the Big Guy came home and they took her to see her doctor again.  They had to leave her with another doctor for some very special boxer care. I can tell the Big Guy is upset so I'm going to overdo it a bit on the weenie love over the next few days.
I love you Big Guy and I love my Big Butt.  Come home soon.

KACY UPDATE

Now I'm really worried because my momma and the Big Guy took Kacy somewhere this morning and they came back without her.
My momma said they took her to the same special hospital that I've been to a couple times for my back.  She has to stay and take some drugs to make her sleep so they can take some pictures of her brain. 
Ohhhh Big Butt.  Come home soon.  Please.

KACY ALERT

My momma and the Big Guy bolted out of bed really early this morning.  Kain went outside but Kacy was laying down on the carpet.  She got sick all over the floor and she even had an accident in the house.  Momma and the Big Guy cleaned her up and kept her calm.  Kain and I both decided to keep our distance but to stay alert in case they needed our help. 

Everyone is really worried about the Big Butt. 

Geriatric dogs...

...are taking over the house.  I thought Kain would be the only bumbling geezer limping around the house but Kacy has been diagnosed with osteoarthritis.  My human and the Big Guy took her to the doctor last week after a few days of limping around and she came home with special pills to help her with pain.  The doctor also said that she should be getting those big pills in her food, the same as Kain eats, but those pills make Kacy really stinky and she doesn't want to eat them.

Also, some scary news is that Kacy has to go back to the doctor to get a bump removed.  My human says that I have to stay calm because that's the best thing to do so the boxer doctors can figure out what it is.

Love and Loss

My momma gave me an extra hug this morning when she found out one of our favourite Dachshund bloggers Maggie has passed away.  I hope Maggie's human know us wieners love forever.

Thanks Big Guy

For those of you that don't know...I get to sleep in the big bed. Right in the middle.  I like to start out on top of the covers but usually after a few minutes I'll get under and snuggle up close to my momma.  But I often get too hot again so I'll bust out and flop on the Big Guy's pillow.  Last night, I avoided all the back and forth nonsense and just curled up on his pillow.  He loves me so much that he didn't even move me.  I will keep this up until a new and bigger bed arrives for me.  I mean, us.  Yeah, I mean us.

I'm still a wiener dog

 My momma said I look very handsome in this photo.

 What else are you supposed to do on a sunny day?

The Big Guy thinks Kain was just checking to see if I would fit.

Summer snaps...

 Sweet home, Alberta

 One of my record attempts for Longest Vent Sniff by a Weenie

 After 2200 miles you figure out how to nap in tight spaces

 Kacy had a favourite pillow at the lake

PROOF that Kain was in very close proximity to Kacy on a regular basis

Record Holding Wieners

A few people have asked about how many miles I've put on but it is very hard to add up. 
It is 2200 miles one way from Houston to Calgary.  So 2 driving road trips plus at least 8 flying trips makes me the most travellingest weenie.  And add all the driving around in Alberta to visit all my fans gives me the bragging rights.  And I only almost died once.  But that was a real close call and my momma may laugh a little bit but I know she's really just happy that I am a tough little wiener.

This road trip I also tried for the longest vent sniff by a weenie.  As soon as we crossed the New Mexico/Colorado border I sniffed for 5 straight miles.

Maybe I should try for the highest altitude by a weenie.  My current record is Logan Pass at 6646 ft or 2026 m.

Also a big shoutout to La Quinta motels for allowing dogs to stay in their rooms for free.  They should get some kind of special award for that. Or change their name to La Canines Welcome.

Another summer trip to Canada over...

....and done.

We put on a lot of miles.  6000+++.  Marked some pretty cool things.  Sniffed some pretty good sniffs.  Lucky for me, my human and the Big Guy had a couple pillows in the SS so I rode all those miles in style.

Buck Lake was great, as usual.  We spent extra time out there this year.  Lots of work to do.  I had to keep Kacy close to home because she doesn't know the routine out there.  And she definitely doesn't know the boundaries.

We visited with family and friends but I am happy to be home in Houston.

Kain and I went to the doctor's office today...

...and my human was talking to another human with....wait for it....a wiener, of course.  There was another old, hairy wiener sitting quietly across the room too.  Plus some other dogs.  In fact, it was a pretty busy place.  I was pretty calm.  Kain on the other hand was close to red lining it.  He would have gladly gone in the front door and straight out the back door. 

I got checked out first because I'm the easiest to get on the table.  After the usual and unnecessary embarassment of the you know what in the you know where I got FOUR needles, a bright light in the eyeballs, a huge tube in my ears and a finger down my throat.  But apparently what I hear every day is true, I'm a good little wiener.

Then it was Kain's turn.  Man, he really doesn't like the table, especially the slippery kind with no mat on it.  He would have pooped himself if he hadn't alreay gone 3 times this morning.  It took three people just to keep him steady so he could experience the usual suspects of dog torture.  And same for him, he's still a good ol' boy. Never meaning no harm.

This all in preparation for a road trip we are going on.  I'm the only one my human and the Big Guy have told.  You know how the big dogs get when you start talking about going for a ride.

I hope I don't almost die this time.

I may be a Canadian wiener...

....but I want everyone to know that I AM NOT FROM VANCOUVER.

Politics and weiners DO NOT MIX

...apparently some doof from New York was claiming he couldn't recognize his owner weiner in a photo.  I bet my momma would recognize her weiner.  Would you recognize your weiner?