I was born to dig. It’s in my blood and it’s why I was given these wonderful shovels for paws!
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Farm Duty
Sometimes when we are out on the farm my buddy Trooper tends to be a little bit of a lost soul. He mopes around with that towel in his mouth, unsure about what to do next.
But Trooper is a herding dog, so I know when he has his towel he just really needs to be put to work. So lucky for him I’m an expert at putting my buddy to work.
All I have to do is point Trooper towards the ponies and he’s stuck to them like glue.
Well, at least until he gets tired – so that’s why I have to keep my eyes on him at all times and make sure he keeps working.
Now that my Trooper babysitting duties are fulfilled I can get back to what I really love to do on the farm!
Digging Digging Digging!
Construction on the Farm
The construction on Trooper’s new house at the farm has really been moving along pretty quickly. Every time I come there is something new to look at.
I was admiring the handiwork from afar, when I decided, what the hey – lets go check it out!
Up close Trooper’s new house looked solid enough.
But with these big empty rooms, there is really only one way to know for sure if it’s going to hold up to the rigors of me and Trooper’s wrestle parties.
Time to fly!
Lucky for Trooper I’m such a good friend that I tested out and approved his new home for endless bounding. It gets my stamp of approval for wrestle parties too…..although we may want to add some carpeting.
I can’t wait until Trooper’s new house is ready! I’ve already staked out a few looking windows that have a straight line shot to viewing my groundhog holes – I have my paws crossed the construction workers don’t forget to add a doggie door. I hope Trooper lets me sleepover all the time!
Backyard Super Hero
I was playing with my next door neighbor, Harley the Rottweiler, when I happened to mention that I’m a Super Hero. She laughed and said “That’s silly Ammo, you don’t even have a Super Hero outfit”.
So I quickly bounded inside to show her that yes, in fact I do have a Super Hero outfit, and it is so awesome she won’t believe her eyes!
Behold the awesome-ness that is Super Ammo, protecter of canines and hunter of groundhogs.
I can burrow down a groundhog hole as fast and lightning and my paws are like rocket-powered shovels.
I visit the elderly and make children giggle.
I also like unicorns and believe in magic fairy dust….
…and on occasion I roll in dead worms.
Harley is sooooo jealous!
The Hunt for My Missing Collar
It’s true, on Monday night I lost my collar somewhere on the farm. My pretty one from the Polka Dog Line at Target, complete with my new Blanket ID tag, and my new Cropscotch tag, and even my two new Rubit Clips. Sigh, I was sort of in the dog house when I told mom I had lost all of those things at once. And the worst part was, I couldn’t even remember where I lost it.
So the next day mom and I set out to search the farm for my collar. WE LOOKED EVERYWHERE! Needless to say with 20 acres to search it didn’t turn up.
Then, in a sudden turn of events that day, I accidentally lost my back-up collar! I must have been so engrossed in digging out some local groundhogs that it slipped off my neck. This time we were able to find my collar nearby one of the holes, which made us come to the conclusion that my other collar must be down one of the holes too!
So the very next day we set out on a digging mission (oh happy day) to find my collar.
Armed with shovels and the super strength of my digging paws the mission was simple – dig up groundhog holes!
The whole time I just kept thinking those pesky groundhogs were parading around down there with my prized collar (I am sort of a fashion icon).
I worked myself up into a frenzy over them wearing my collar and ended up doing most of the digging, surprise surprise.
But despite my best digging efforts I was unable to locate my lost collar. Tear. I can’t bear the thought of those groundhogs with something of mine!
But the very worst part was, when we were all done, mom filled in all of my holes!!!! This is just horrible, I’m going to have to pull double digging duty tomorrow to un-dig them all. Sigh.
Sweet Hole-digging Heaven!
Oh sweet glorious day! You’ll never guess what showed up on the farm!
You are gonna pee your pants in excitement, just like I did!
It’s a backhoe!! As in, ground hogs watch out, I’ve hit the hole-digging jackpot.
I’m totally serious when I say this (just look at my face), this is like the greatest day ever!
Only one problem, I can’t find the keys.
I asked mom for the keys, but she said that I wasn’t allowed to operate heavy machinery without my helmet – not to mention that the backhoe was for building Trooper’s new house, not for digging groundhog hunting holes. I tried to reason with her that Trooper would be thankful I used the backhoe to rid his future home-site of those pesky critters, but it was no use.
So it’s off to plan B. Does anyone know how to hot wire a backhoe?
For the Love of the Hunt
Did you ever just love something so much that it didn’t matter how ridiculous or how embarrassing it made you look – you loved it just the same? Sometimes it just doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks – you just gotta be you!
Me, I’m overly enthusiastic when it comes to hunting my groundhogs on the farm – something that nobody seems to understand, not even my best friend Trooper.
At the end of the day though, hunting groundhogs is what I love to do – no matter how silly I look doing it! So go ahead, be you today!
Dirt, Tunnels, and Spring-time Baths
Sometimes I’m completely perplexed as to how I land myself in the bathtub at the end of the day. However, this was not one of those times.
See last week the ponies had a new “obstacle” set up in the arena that I just couldn’t keep my paws off of.
It’s enticing “dirtiness” and tunneling capabilities were just calling my name.
And when Boomerang pointed out that I had a little something on my face – I knew my trip to the bathtub was inevitable.
Sigh. At least smelling like sunshine again isn’t all that bad.
Etsy Update: My Painting Pony friends have added some new items to our online shop. Click here to check out the newest paintings created by my pal Minnow the Painting Pony!
My New Office
Being a Blogger (and facebook celebrity) pretty much means that I spend a lot of time locked in my office writing away. Only up until recently my blogging space wasn’t really up to my amazing design standards. So after some begging and pleading, and a few sad puppy faces, Mom and Dad agreed to give my office a makeover.
Welcome to my new office, won’t you join me for the tour?
Fabulous right? The best parts are in the details, because it’s quite obvious that my personal style (and overall good looks) have taken over the space completely….
A is for Ammo and everything that is awesome!
My Reserve Champ ribbon from the Keystone Dachshund Races last year proudly hangs on my cork board along with my favorite photo of me and Minnow the Chincoteague Pony.
Everything about my new office is happy and bright….just like me!
At the end of the day, the most important thing is the function – and after taking it for a test spin, my new office passes the Ammo the Dachshund standards test.
Suddenly I’m inspired to be way more creative – building more rocket packs, digging more holes, and painting more pictures.
There’s adventures to be had right outside my window!
Just as soon as I finish my afternoon nap!
Backyard Digging
Hey Friends! Follow me, I have something to show you….
..It’s the hole that I dug in my backyard all by myself!
Like really, no one helped me at all – not even my friend the groundhog.
I was so proud of that hole, and then mom had to go and ruin it for me.
Can you believe she filled in my hole?
Well, little does she know, I started a new one on the other side of the yard. Shhhh! It’s our little secret.