Kung Fu Master

Yea, no biggie, I’ve just been training in my spare time to be a kung fu fighter. See according to mom and dad, these little flying menaces aren’t allowed in the house. So I’ve taken it upon myself to practice my high-flying fighting skills on them. Not trying to brag or anything, but I’ve caught a few. I expect to be getting my black belt pretty soon.

the trick is to time it just right….

…then snatch it out of the air!

mmmmm…tastes like chicken!

Love Letter

Dear Cricket,

There are lots of reasons why I love you.

#1. You’re not above rolling in a pile of horse poop so you can blend into your surroundings

#2. Playing chase with you is always a much welcome challenge, I only wish I could climb trees as well as you could

#3. Your hunting skills far surpass mine, at least I know you’ll always have dinner ready when I come home

#4. Sunbathing in the nude is a daily occurrence for you – I just wish you wouldn’t do it in public

#5. You can hold your own in a wrestling match, I admire that in a companion

#6. You once spent the night trapped underneath a bucket, I was impressed at how brave you were in the face of danger

#7. You also got trapped inside the trunk of a small car, and took a bumpy car ride before someone discovered you, come to think of it – your awareness of surroundings might not be too keen, but I love you anyway

#8. You had kittens with another (but I don’t hold that against you) – you have a wonderful mothering instinct

#9. You were once an orphan wandering the streets – it makes you appreciate home that much more

#10. I think if I got you a stunt helmet and cape you wouldn’t be above jumping through hoops with me

I don’t know how to count any higher, but you get the point. Looking forward to many happy years together.

Love,

Ammo
(super amazing stuntdog who happens to look like a sausage)

Stunthorse

Sometimes I get jealous of my pony friends. I mean, there is a reason they call me their sidekick, I usually take the backstage to their amazing painting talents, and their ability to perform MANY tricks. Sometimes I watch them longingly wishing I could be just like them when I grow up.

But then, on days like this, I catch them trying to be like meĀ  – and it makes me feel better! Sorry ponies, no one wears a stunt helmet and cape like I do!

Minnow trying on my stunt helmet

Blitz trying to figure out how to wear my cape

"You've got it on wrong"

"Here let me help you"

Laughing at the ponies

Boomerang joins in

Boomerang even shares the helmet with Nitro, my mom's retired horse

Ammo the stuntdog

At the end of the day, no one wears a stunt helmet like I do!

Blog header image from the Spanish Riding School

Adventures of a Performing Doxie

Most of you know I have a day job as shop greeter at my mom’s small-town custom framing store. But after hours I turn into “Ammo the stuntdog”! I perform super amazing tricks with my Painting Pony friends – sometimes traveling with them too. Most of the time Chincoteague Minnow is my traveling buddy, because he’s the most famous of the trick ponies. Minnow thinks I’m his sidekick as he wows the crowds with his ability to paint and do tricks. But I KNOW that I carry the show with my death-defying leaps through my hoop, and my ability to play dead (and come back alive). And we all know who looks cuter in a stunt helmet!

This past weekend Minnow and I took a trip to the Ludwigs Corner Horse Show to entertain the crowds. This performance was EXTRA dare devilish because we were met with 22MPH winds due to Hurricane Earl. But I bravely put on my stunt helmet and continued on with the performance, I wasn’t gonna let a little wind keep me from making all the children laugh!

I laugh in your face Hurricane Earl!

Front row seat to watch Minnow paint

Trying to get Junior the rescue great dane to play with me

Junior the Great Dane wants a home with DOXIES! He loved me! www.secondtimearoundrescue.org

Mom & Minnow

Minnow painting

Minnow playing T-ball

taking a beak with Minnow

making new fans

Minnow rearing

Shaking hands

Playing Dead

Jumping through my hoop

Finally home to take a nap!

Speed Bump

I’ve implemented a new policy at work. It’s called the Dachshund Speed Bump. Anyone traveling through the shop must slow down to pet me. This has been initiated because far too many people are entering and leaving the shop without saying hello to me. These people do not know what they are missing!

In order to get the ball rolling on this new store policy, I have strategically placed myself on the shop floor, camouflaged as a speed bump. Anyone who tries to cross without petting me will have their ankles bitten. (ok I’m lying….I don’t bite, but I WILL be thinking about it)!

That is all.

#1 Store Employee,
Ammo the Dachshund

Giveaway – The Weeeiner!

I know you all are anxiously awaiting to see who will be the weeeiner of my scratch art giveaway. I wish I could give one to each and every one of you……but I think I’d get blisters on my paws!

But don’t worry, for those of you that didn’t win….I have a consolation prize! Between now and October 1, 2010, if you purchase anything from my online shop (including any of the Ponies’ Paintings) you will receive a FREE Trick Pony DVD, which not only features the famous Trick Ponies of Chincoteague, but also me, Ammo the Dachshund – stuntdog extraordinaire. All you have to do is mention the code AMMORULES at checkout.

And now for your Weeeiner! Congratulations to Christine! Who’s favorite piece of artwork her 12 year old twins bought for her of her Doxie Roxy wearing a Santa hat. The winner was chosen randomly using random.org

Look for an e-mail from me in your inbox to claim your prize!

Blog header image from The Gifted Blog

Helmet Upgrade

I wish this post was about me getting a stormtrooper helmet. I mean come on, how cool would that be!

No, instead – It’s embarrassing to admit – I have a flat head. Maybe not as bad as Frankenstein – but needless to say I could probably balance a few books on it. And just to clarify, having a flat head does not mean I have any less brains in there!

But since my head kinda falls short in the dome department, I’ve had a bit of trouble keeping my super awesome stunt helmet on my noggin. My mom had originally made a few adjustments on it for me – which worked just as well – but I thought it needed an upgrade. Lets just say my mom (in her haste to help keep my hat afloat) sewed the fabric upside down. And as much as I love my mom (love you mom), it just looked sloppy.

So after a few days of brainstorming with my mom, I give you the finished product! Thanks mom! You know I’d sew it myself if I had fingers.

BEFORE upgrades

DURING upgrades

WAITING for upgrades

AFTER upgrades

Checking out my new gear in the daylight

blog header credit: Photo showing 26 helmets and armor outside Shepperton Design Studios in 1976, credit StarWarsHelmets.com

Silly Buddy

I’m a pretty trendy guy. I wear a fashionable raincoat when it rains. I have a classy harness that I wear to work. I sleep on a dog bed* adorned with funky robots. I even have a super awesome stunt helmet and cape.
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So when my mom said I could pick out a new collar, it came to no surprise that it had to be pretty awesome. I mean, I have a reputation to uphold. I’m not just going to wear any old thing around my neck.

Then I found it! The perfect collar! From a small online shop called Silly Buddy I chose the Maroon Sprout Collar. As much as I love my new little sprout collar, I can’t help but wish I had one of each of the designs from Silly Buddy. Maybe mom will let me get one for all 365 days of the year! I know, keep dreaming. At least I’ll be dreaming in my awesome new collar.

Ammo the Dachshund was not paid or compensated to write this post. He just thinks their collars are totally awesome!

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A Safe Place for Bones

A trip to the bank might seem like a common nuisance of a chore to you, but to a little doxie like me, it’s a big adventure. I mean it’s hard enough for me to write out my deposit slip with these cumbersome paws!

So imagine my surprise when my local bank in town invited me inside! See I’m practically a celebrity over there. They have my newspaper article hanging in the lobby, and every time I come in the ladies & gents swoon over me. I have to admit, I am pretty dashing.

The peeps in the bank even offered up a safety deposit box for me, shall I ever need a more secure place to keep my bones. A pretty tempting offer, should my ‘rents ever find my secret stash. Shhh! Don’t tell.

Waiting at the crosswalk

Always look both ways before crossing the street

safely made it across the street to the bank

Where did you say that safety deposit box was?

..and back across the street again

home sweet home. back to the shop.