Sunday, July 06, 2008

It's a tough job but somebody has to do it....


You get the fruit and I get the bread. Ok, Hershey?


Saturday, July 05, 2008

But we were just starting to have fun!


Goodbye Hershey! Have a nice drive home and be a good boy. Take care of your baby. I'll miss you.

Friday, July 04, 2008

A bath on the 4th?!?!


Hershey - Hey Copper, I'm all wet!

Copper - Yeah, I know we got a bath. I hate baths.

Hershey - Why did we get a bath?

Copper - I don't know ... sometimes when my Mom has a day off she gets in a cleaning mood and one of the things she cleans is me.

Hershey - And me too if I am visiting?

Copper - Yes, like I said ... she cleans things when she's in these moods.

Hershey - I thought we were supposed to eat hotdogs and watch fireworks today?

Copper - Hershey, I never get to eat people food unless it drops accidentally.

Hershey - Oh, well you need to come live with ME! I have a BABY!

Copper - Yeah, I've met your baby. Where did she go? I sure miss those bagels and bits of banana.

Hershey - I don't know where she is. She must be with my Mom and Dad cause they're gone too. Does that mean you are dog sitting me?

Copper - Yeah, I guess so Hersh. Let's go roll on the carpet and dry off. I'm still wet.

Thursday, July 03, 2008

I've always wanted a canopy bed ....


I sooo need this bed!!! Don't you think it would look nice in my little white picket fenced dog yard? I've always liked Pottery Barn's taste.

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

His breath is fresher ...


Hershey got his teeth cleaned today. He went to see Miss Cindy at the vet's office and he got his teeth cleaned and his nails and feet trimmed. Now you can see that he HAS feet. And his breath is fresher. He will be easier to sleep with tonight. He is very sleepy tonight though.

This is his baby's pink chair. She lets him sleep in it.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

They drop food ...


Dogfriends, I have been really busy this weekend baby watching. It seems that all that cleaning and cooking was because Hershey and his baby were coming. Hershey and I have been really busy baby watching. We watch her because she drops food. Wow, does Hershey have a great deal going with this baby thing! I really have to get me one. I will write more later when she leaves and I don't have to watch so much.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Take your dog to work day ...

Hello dogfriends. There has been a flurry of activity here tonight ... lots of vacuuming and washing and cleaning ... an unusual activity for a Friday night. Then, Mom brought in a laundry basket full of toys.... and they aren't dog toys. I sense something is up but I don't know what it could be. Any ideas, dogfirends?

I had another very busy day today. I got to go to work again. I like going to work with Mom. People pet me and say hi to me and Mom's boss gives me treats all day and scratches my neck. Here I am helping Mom out with some email.




And my side pose. The other day was National Take Your Dog to Work Day and I participated!!!!! My Mom didn't even know there was such a day, but I was at work that day anyway.



This is what I do all day. Lay here and watch the world go by. Can we go home now Mom?



Monday, June 23, 2008

I don't want to talk about it ...

Hi everydog and cat and everyone else (except you creepy people that leave weird comments on my blog) ... I had a great day. Well .... it was great till I got a spanking for ... well, I don't want to talk about it. I know, I know ... I am knew I wasn't supposed to do it and I have been scolded before for doing it .... but ......no one was at home so .... I just did. So shoot me.. or scold me ... oh wait, that's what you did. I remember now. Oh well, I guess you have forgiven me because you fed me dinner and you are letting me sit on the couch with you. I promise I will never do it again. Promise.

Dog friends ... I know you don't know what I am talking about but Mom does and so well ... I don't want to talk about it. And no, I did not take pictures!!

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Use CAUTION when approaching this plant ...

Blogger was uncooperative the other day when I was trying to upload my tomato plant pictures so here are the rest of them. It's still growing. Here you can see it is growing over the fence towards my 'car ride' car.


This is a picture of me sniffing a bug. "Hey bug, stay away from Mom's tomato plant!"

And this is what Mom hopes happens soon ... lots of red ripe tomatoes.

(She painted these on with the computer.)

Sigh..... I am so bored.

Monday, June 16, 2008

It's going to get me ....


Surely everydog has heard about the evil salmonella laced tomato epidemic that is plaguing America ... or is it the world? The one that is forcing restaurants everywhere to post little signs saying they aren't serving them.

Well, while your people are doing without tomatoes, mine are growing them and are just starting to get some red ones.

They started this tomato plant as a teeny slip of a thing way back in March and now look at it. It has taken over the flower bed that it calls home and threatens to take over my little yard. If you click on the picture, you can see it better.

Here I am posing in front of it (Mom made me) at great peril.

Mom and Dad do not remember what they used for fertilizer but they think they may have used too much.

Happy Father's Day ...

This is my Daddy. Today is his special day. I actually am not sure it was a very special one for him, but I did all I could do, I took a nap with him today.

He is a wonderful Dad to me. He always feeds me at 5 o'clock if Mom is not home or if she has not fed me yet. (Mom feeds me anytime I ask after 4, pretty much .. she is much more of a softie in that area.) Dad lets me leave my fenced in yard and go through the garage into the house. Mom doesn't. He scratches me a lot ... Mom doesn't. Dad never gives me baths of trims my nails, which I hate to have done. He is a good dad. No you can't have him, he is mine.

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Yes, dogs do this ....

I'm not commenting on these pages in Mom's book except to say that I don't have to pull a tab to do this either.






More on the snake .... my Dad leaves for work early and it was not really light out yet. He moved my Mom's car out from behind his car and that is when he ran over the snake. When he walked back to get in his car, he saw the snake and thought it was a rattlesnake. He put the snake in the trashcan and called my Mom to warn her in case she decided to put anything in the trash can. It was trash day and the can was at the curb. Mom naturally had to go LOOK in the trash can and SEE the snake and she took it OUT of the trash can and put in in the bushes outside my pretty fence. Then she looked it up when she got to work and discovered it was a Copperhead. All this snake moving was done with gloves and while it was dead. Mom was kinda freaked out that I had a Copperhead in my yard. When she told me, I told her I was SURE it was on it's way to attack me just like Roxie, Sammy and Andy's Copperhead tried to do. Gheesh, a dog isn't safe in his own yard. I do not like snakes.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

More about Mom's book ..... and A SNAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!!






Mom must have been thinking about me when she bought this book. I am doing a lot of ear shaking and scratching lately. When someone with opposable thumbs pulls the tabs on the end of the pages, the dogs shake and scratch. ............ I do it without opposable thumbs.



But my big news of the day is my Daddy killed a baby Copperhead snake in my driveway today when he backed out of the driveway this morning!!!!!!! The copperhead was surely on his way to get me I bet. Yikes!!!

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

What do you blog about when you have nothing to blog about? My life is so boring sometimes. I did go for a walk tonight. Mom has started taking me for walks but this is the second time she went on a loooonnnnggg walk. I tell you, I nearly died! I told her I wanted to go back home several times but she told me that if we kept going, we'd get home faster. I don't know what in the heck THAT means! I do know that I hate to walk in tall grass and on rocky ground so a couple of times Mom carried me. Yes ... she carried me. I think I need a stroller. Sorry I don't have any pictures of Mom carrying me.

Mom went to buy a present for Hershey's baby the other day and she found this book.

She just had to have it so she bought it for herself. (She justifies buying it because she says that someday she'll be able to read it to her grandchildren ... that is if they ever come visit her.) Anywho, it is about dogs. Mom is collecting books about dogs. I'll have to show you the others. But here are a few pages from this book. I'll post the other ones soon... drag it out, ya know.

These pages are about dachsunds. Naturally Mom is partial to dachshunds.

Friday, May 30, 2008

Uhh ... can you move over please?

Everydog knows that beds are very important. People like them too. I am really good and share my bed with my people. Here I am sharing it with Hershey. See how big it is? It's plenty big enough for Hershey and I to nap in. Notice we are just napping here because the sheets are not not turned down. Us dachshunds like to sleep UNDER the covers at night. But to remain ever vigilant during the day, sometimes we sleep on TOP of the covers so we can hear danger coming.




Sometimes I nap in actual "DOG BEDS." I hesitate to admit it but I do. They are soft and cozy and easy to get into for quick naps and best of all, they are ALL MINE. I never have to share them with my Mom or my Dad. Here I am sharing one with Hershey. We weren't napping here because a treat was coming, as you can see by our faces. But we have napped together in this bed ...believe it or not. These little dog beds also make great teeth sharpeners/stress relievers/chew toys.




Hershey has his own dog bed in the kitchen of his house. Sometimes he has to relinquish it to Nixon unfortunately. At least he got to sleep on a nice fluffy towel, I guess.



Why am I writing about beds? Well it seems that my Mom and Dad are thinking about getting me a new bed. And I don't mean a dog bed. I can sleep in it at night but I will have to share it with them. They say my people bed is old and worn out and I need a new one and since I like to sleep between them up by the pillows, they think I need a KING size people bed. Everydog, I am not sure what that means. Does that mean I will be a king? Will it look like this? Because I think this looks kinda sissy-fied.

I have seen pictures of this other bed on my Mom's computer. I wonder if this is what she is talking about? It looks comfy and I think there is room enough for me .... AND Mom and Dad. It comes in black and cream but Mom says it is wishful thinking.


I don't really care what color she gets ... as long as she doesn't hog the covers. Ahhhh .... bye for now, I have to take a nap.