Missing the Farm

Those of you who are regular readers of my blog know that I’m a pretty active guy. I’m always going on exciting adventures, taking training classes, and generally just running around (boy do I love to run). But ever since Mom had surgery I’ve had to stay home a lot to take care of her. I don’t mind taking care of mom (and the good news is only 2 more weeks before we can return to regular adventures), but I do very much miss some things, like visiting my friends on the farm.

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

The good news is, Mom was missing the farm just as much as me, so over the weekend we took a trip out to visit all of my friends.

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

The Chincoteague Ponies missed me the most, and I missed Boomerang, Blitz, and Minnow just as much!

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

I also missed running! So I ran and ran and ran!

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

I also helped do farm chores, like herding the horses out to the pasture.

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

And then I ran some more! (Check out how much further along Trooper’s new house is! I can’t wait to give you the tour once Mom can walk a little better).

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

Trooper and I also did some wrestling. I won as always.

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

Missing the Farm // Ammo the Dachshund

Then I spent the rest of my time on the farm helping to brush Minnow, my favorite pony in the whole wide world!

My time on the farm came and went too quickly. But I know soon we will be back to visiting my friends nearly every day – and it will be Spring! I can hardly wait! Ammo the Dachshund

Minnow goes to New Bolton

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

On Monday I arrived at the farm early to take my pal Minnow on a special outing.

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

Mom said Minnow was headed to the New Bolton Center, an internationally renowned large animal hospital, in other words the VET!

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

When we arrived I had to wait in the car, which was perfectly fine with me because going to the Vet is not my idea of a good time anyway.

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

Mom said Minnow was very brave, much braver than I am at the vet, as he got his 5 year check-up for Ringbone (which I’m told is arthritis in his ankle).

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

Minnow even got radiographs done of his legs, and I heard he didn’t even need to be drugged!

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

Minnow told me later that he kept looking over his shoulder wondering when I would come in to hold his hoof and make him feel better about being poked and prodded. I knew no one could be that brave at the vet!

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

Minnow’s radiographs showed how much of a Super Hero he really is – as his bones have been trying to fuse together over the past 5 years to alleviate pain in his joint. In other words, he’s growing a bionic leg!

Chincoteague Pony, Minnow, visits New Bolton // Ammo the Dachshund

When we got back to the barn Boomer and Blitz were waiting for us, and I told them all about how brave our Super Minnow was and all about his bionic leg.

Ammo the Dachshund Super Hero and his Super Hero Pony

And incase you’re wondering about Minnow’s prognosis…..he and I still have many more years of superness ahead!

You can read the full story on Minnow’s trip to New Bolton HEREAmmo the Dachshund

Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday

On Friday I got to leave work early on account of the snow that made it’s way to Pennsylvania.

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Of course a little bit of snow never stops me from having an adventure, so I bundled up in my jackets and decided to have some fun on the farm. Did you know that ponies like to have snowdays too?

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

Snowdays are so much fun, but there is really only one thing that makes them oh so amazing….

Ammo the Dachshund // Snowday with the Ponies

…coming inside to a warm blanket and a bowl of kibble! Ammo the Dachshund

Farmyard Fun with a Dog in the Fog

This is totally going to be the name of my children’s book someday, “Farmyard Fun with a Dog in the Fog”. It sounds like something straight out of a Dr. Suess book.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

And truth be told, I always have a lot of farmyard fun in the fog!

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

The damp blanket of foggy goodness seems to bring out all of my friends to play.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

I’m always the first to grab a stick and entice my friends to join in the fun.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Catch me if you can ponies!

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Before I could turn around to see who was joining me in this fun game of chase I was in the middle of nowhere, and the fog had covered me in it’s blanket!

I thought I might be lost.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Cricket got worried when she could no longer see my yellow coat in the pasture.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

And Blitz began nickering for me so I could find my way back to my friends.

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

Ammo the Dachshund plays in the fog with his Farmyard Friends

I’M COMING PONIES!

Phew! That was a close one! Ammo the Dachshund

The Fog Rolls In

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

The other morning on the farm things were looking a bit eery.

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

The fog rolled in over the hills and I could barely see in front of my nose.

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

I felt like I was on another planet as the sky molded into the ground and each step I took had me wondering what was on the other side.

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

As I drifted around the farm I began to think that this fog could be of no use to me what-so-ever.

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

But I shouldn’t have been so quick to to judge because Cricket reminded me that fog was one of the best type of “weather conditions” to go hunting in.

The Fog Rolls In // Ammo the Dachshund

And that is why Cricket is my girlfriend! Love ya girl!Ammo the Dachshund

Busybody

 

Mom says I’m a busybody.

Ammo the Dachshund // Busybody on the Farm

I didn’t know what a busybody was, so I looked it up.

bus·y·bod·y (bz-bd)
n. pl. bus·y·bod·ies
A person who meddles or pries into the affairs of others.

 
Ammo the Dachshund // Busybody on the Farm
Okay, okay…..so maybe as soon as the horses are turned out for the night I sneak into their stalls and sniff every square inch to find out what went on while I wasn’t looking.

Ammo the Dachshund // Busybody on the Farm

How else am I going to find out what they had for dinner, or how many pieces of hay they ate, or better yet….who pooped where?

Ammo the Dachshund // Busybody on the Farm

I just like to stay informed! Ammo the Dachshund

Evening Hunt

Ammo the Dachshund // Evening Hunting on the Farm

One of my FAVORITE things to do on the farm is to hunt. You have not lived until you get to go out in search of critters.

Ammo the Dachshund // Evening Hunting on the Farm

You can always tell when I’m on the hunt because my tail will stand straight up.

Ammo the Dachshund // Evening Hunting on the Farm

I typically set out in search of critters just as the sun is beginning to set. Mom makes me wear my Glowdoggie collar on my evening hunts because she says I wander too far sometimes and she can’t find me in the dark without it. I’m fairly certain the neighbors think our farm is possessed by aliens that come out at night with glowing lights and scuttle through the pastures.

Ammo the Dachshund // Evening Hunting on the Farm

And I’m not planning to tell them otherwise. Ammo the Dachshund

Posted and Beamed

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

After the timber frames arrived for Trooper’s new Post and Beam house the other day I was anxiously waiting to see what the finished product would look like. So when I arrived at the farm I was thrilled to see that the crew had managed to get most of the beams into place.

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

Trooper’s house made me feel so teeny tiny – something I have grown quite accustomed to over the years.

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

As the sun began to set I noticed that the construction crew had left something behind.

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

Souvenir pegs from the construction of the beams – extra short, just how I like them!

Ammo the Dachshund // Post and Beam House Construction

I made the obvious selection and I’m currently keeping it under my bed – to emerge when Trooper decides to taunt me and I can say “Look what I have, and you can’t have it”! Ammo the Dachshund

Barn Raising

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Trooper and I were hanging out on the farm this morning because the Timber Frame has arrived for the new farmhouse.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

The Timbers arrived on the truck to be used in the construction of Trooper’s new post and beam house being built on the farm.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

My initial inspection earned a paws up review from me – and I told the boys to start loading up the crane!

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

After the crane piled all the timbers into the new house, Trooper and I were anxious to see how they would put them together.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

We watched from afar for a bit, but eventually we just couldn’t wait any longer to get our paws dirty too.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

So Trooper convinced his mom and dad that we would promise to be safe if they let us get a little closer to see just how a post and beam house is constructed.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

As you can imagine, Trooper was very excited!

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

I was enthralled with watching the construction workers help the crane lower the beams into the house.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

But the very best part – getting to watch Trooper’s Dad pound some of the very first pegs into the timber frame.

Ammo the Dachshund // Barn Raising // Timber Frame

It was a VERY exciting day, and Trooper even got to keep a souvenir of the day! Lucky! Ammo the Dachshund

The Building of a Farmhouse

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

Yesterday I spent the evening exploring around the construction site of Trooper’s new farmhouse.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

The walls have started to go up and Trooper couldn’t be more excited.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

Well, that is until we realized that the house had been built on top of Trooper’s favorite bone-burying spot! Gulp!

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

We searched high and low hoping that the construction crew had built a secret trap door so that we could retrieve Trooper’s buried bones.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

Trooper was mostly concerned that his new house would be haunted – on account of all the bones.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

Alas, there was no secret trap door – but I told Trooper that the good news was that the construction crew had built him lots and lots of doggie doors!

Ammo the Dachshund // The Building of a Farmhouse

Ammo the Dachshund