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

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.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for His Missing Collar

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.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for His Missing Collar

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!

Ammo the Dachshund // Hunting for his missing Collar

So the very next day we set out on a digging mission (oh happy day) to find my collar.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for the Missing Collar

Armed with shovels and the super strength of my digging paws the mission was simple – dig up groundhog holes!

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for the Missing Collar

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).

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for the Missing Collar

I worked myself up into a frenzy over them wearing my collar and ended up doing most of the digging, surprise surprise.

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for the Missing Collar

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!

Ammo the Dachshund // The Hunt for the Missing Collar

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. Ammo the Dachshund

Reunited

You may remember that my kitty pal Spider and I had started a search party for our friend Cricket the Barn cat over a month ago. When Cricket went missing (and stayed missing) for over a month Spider and I feared the worst. We hoped that she had found a new home, but despite flyers and drive-bys at the SPCA we had no clue what happened to our pal.

About to give up hope on the return of our friend, on one last stop in at the SPCA someone mentioned that there were some cats in the quarantine room that we may not have seen. As luck would have it, one of those cats was Cricket! Someone from a neighborhood near the farm (but surprisingly not that near) had found her and turned her over to the SPCA nearly 4 weeks earlier, and since then she had sat in the quarantine area because of a goopy eye (which she has been known to have).

I was so thrilled to have my pal back, and I think she was relieved to be home once again.

So Cricket, please no more wondering off – we love you too much!

P.S. Cricket and Spider have appointments to be microchipped just like I am! No more missing kitties on my watch.

Somethings Missing

Cricket and I are sad. Sad because something is missing.

It’s Spider the Kitten.

Mom says not to worry, because Spider just had to visit the vet for a few days to get spayed, and that she’ll be back before we know it.

So me and Cricket are going to sit and wait for our feisty little friend to return to the farm. Because things just aren’t the same without her.

P.S. Want to hear all about mom’s trip with Boomerang to the Horse World Expo? And their Extreme Cowboy Race Competition? Check out the ponie’s blog entry all about it HERE!