The Dog Door

Yes, the dog door. Sometimes it’s my best friend. Perfect for bringing inside sticks, apples from the apple tree and lots more outside treasures when mom isn’t looking. Yet other times it’s my enemy. Too small to fit the real treasures through.

I think I need an upgrade to the extra wide model.

Something must be done

 

It happens when you least expect it. You just can’t help it, and you know that something must be done! You cry, you whine – until someone notices that you need help.

 

Oh please oh please, someone help me – I just can’t stand it anymore!

Finally someone comes to the rescue!

 

Oh yeah, you found just the spot! Now a little to the left.

Sigh.

Easter Treats

Well my Easter plan worked, because the Easter Bunny definitely visited my house!

Mom made me wait to open my Easter basket until after we went to the farm & fed all the ponies. As you can imagine by that point I could hardly contain my excitement! So when I finally got my paws on those presents he left for me – I went a little nuts.

Oh Boy!

Immediately I took cover under the bushes in my yard, because I knew Trooper would want to play with my new toys.

 

As you can see he found me.

But that’s ok, because Trooper’s gonna have this look on his face when I get even!….

hehe.

Balloons

Boy did I have a fun Easter! How about you? Don’t worry, I plan to tell you all about it in a few days – but first I remembered I forgot to tell you about something I did last week!

Remember the baby shower I got to go to last Sunday? Well I can’t believe I forgot to tell you that mom actually let me help set up for it! I know right, she never lets me help!

The best part….it involved Balloons of all things!

I guess I can sorta understand why mom doesn’t usually let me help with things like these….because I had a little accident….

We had one Balloon casualty. But it’s not my fault…..it’s really hard to tie a knot when all you have are paws! Sigh.

Hippity Hop

Oh hey. I guess you’re wondering what I’m up to for Easter.

Well I knew the Easter Bunny should hopefully be making a trip to my house. But I’ve been a little naughty lately. I’ve been having a little fun chasing the Easter Bunny’s friends in my back yard. I know I shouldn’t, but honestly it’s just way too much fun. So I was a tad worried that the Easter Bunny might skip over my house this year.

So since I’m so smart, I came up with a really good disguise so that he was sure to come visit me….

 

 

 

What do you think? I could totally pass as a bunny right?

Well, you’ll have to excuse me, because now I’m off to hunt for my Easter basket. I really hope my disguise worked! I’ll really be sad if I miss out on all those yummy Easter Eggs!

Happy Easter Egg Hunting!

xoxo Your Pal,

Ammo the Dachshund Bunny

 

 

Lumber Yard

It seems that around my house a dog’s day is never done.

Just when I think it’s time to punch out for the day – here we are headed to Lowes for lumber……until 9pm at night! Thank goodness mom felt sorry for me and let me sleep in the car…..

……instead of having to ride around in the shopping cart…..or even worse…..

…inside mom’s purse!

I was really hoping all the new lumber was for something really cool, like a dog house or a firetruck! But alas, mom says it’s to build garden boxes and the rest of dad’s workbench.

Really? We had to go to Lowes at 9pm for that? Just wake me when we make a pit-stop at Petco please.

 

 

Cupcakes & Diapers

On Sunday I had the feeling that something exciting was going to happen.

Clue number one was that I had to get dressed up!

Mom said we were going to have a Baby Shower for her cousin.

“Does this mean I’ll get to play with Babies?” – Me

“Not quite, but there will be cupcakes & diapers” – Mom

So I parked myself on the couch and waited for these so called cupcakes & diapers to arrive.

And I waited.

And then just as I was getting really tired of waiting…

The cupcakes arrived! (I may or may not have licked a few…..shhhh!)

In fact, lots of food arrived. I tried my best to look awfully cute so that the mom-to-be would send some treats my way, but it didn’t quite work out as planned.

So instead I took a break from party mode and took a nap on the couch for a while.

I instantly perked up though when I heard we were gonna play some party games. “Games? I love games!”

“Someone help me cut my ribbon so I can guess how big the baby belly is!”

Then the highlight of my day….the diapers arrived! And you’ll never guess what. There was melted chocolate inside of them……sweet glorious day.

Apparently it was for some game where you have to guess which melted chocolate bar is inside the diaper. I think I need to brush up on my chocolate bars, because I failed miserably….even with a few taste tests!

Sigh. All in all I had a fabulous day, but when it was all said and done I had one question to ask.

“Mom, where do babies come from?”

 

Little Helper

Last Sunday Dad put up gutters on the shed in the back yard. Mom says it’s so we can collect rain for the rain barrel she got for Christmas – and then we can water the magic horse poop and get some good eats this summer!

That’s great and all – but if it’s soooooo important to put the gutters up, then why did I get stuck behind the fence while everybody else helped?

At first I thought it was a punishment. But then I remembered I hadn’t chewed anything bad in AT LEAST a week, so it couldn’t be because of that.

Then I thought maybe it was because I was too short. But I showed mom that I could stretch really long, so it definitely couldn’t have been that.

It could of been because I didn’t have any rubber boots like mom, but she knows that getting my feet wet doesn’t bother me at all!

I thought perhaps if I showed mom how excited I would be if she let me help then I could get out from behind the fence, but jumping up and down did nothing.

Then when I saw Dad climbing the ladder I realized what it was……..

 

I left my tool belt at work.

 

dang!

 

Little Red

I may not have been wearing “red” but that didn’t stop the Big Bad Wolf from finding me.

Off in the distance I spotted him.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but luckily for me I’m a Fearless Dachshund.

“My what big teeth you have” – me

“The better to eat you with” – wolf

“Why that’s no way to greet a stranger, how about a good old-fashioned butt sniff instead” – me

And we all lived Happily Ever After.

The End

Sofa Match

After the big horse show over the weekend I invited my pal Trooper over to play.

We always have lots of fun….well when Trooper isn’t moping & crying for his mommy. (He’s kinda a baby).