Been dreaming about dogs.
One or two big ones- last night it was a black lab/great dane beast, which stood up on the counter at some kind of store and stared at me, tail wagging up dust bunnies from under the furniture, then leaned in as I leaned in and licked my face till my whole shirt was soaked. It felt fine.
More often, though, it was dachs. A bed full of them. squirming and snoring little wheezy puppy snores, across my back, between my legs, on my pillow, curled up under my armpit. I’d wake up to pee, and come back and a round dozen or more drowsy eyed dachs thumped their tails against the bed as I crawled back in, and nestled back into me and we all dozed off together.
One night it was a shiba welsh corgi. I was pouring coffee and getting ready for my trip to work, and I looked down to see it had stealthily eaten the bottom 18″ of my pants legs. It wiggled it’s bunny butt at me, and jumped up high enough to look me in the eye, and took a lazy tongue slurp out of my coffee.
I poured the rest of my coffee into his bowl and went to work. With a face like it had, what else was I going to do?
My other half and I both love dogs and both of us want another bad but neither of us has the time to do it even halfway right. And I would have to fence in the place we live now as its not friendly to training up a new mutt. I like short haired mixed mutt’s, they seem to live longer with fewer health problems. Once in a while I still dream of my first wife and her Dachshund of 16 years. They do make good house/lap dogs. Now you have me thinking about call the fence guy for an estimate….
Sounds like it’s time for you to go to the shelter and find you some weiner dogs.
I’ve had several myself over the years, black and tan, smoothcoat, wirehair … they were all special and aggravating and wonderful and annoying creatures and I loved them fiercely and they loved me back just as hard. Dogs like that have a whim of iron and that’s not always easy to live with. But it’s worth it, they’re fabulous animals.
I’d love to have another — or a couple, really, every dog needs a dog of his own so you got to have two at least — your idea of a herd of ’em is so cute!
http://dachshund.rescueme.org/Indiana
Maybe it’s time for you to get a long little doggie. :D
Jenny
Any dog bred to down a badger hole is OK in my book.
Don’t know where it went, but dachshunds are bred to go down a badger hole. That is pretty tough in my book.
Yep. Seen them fighting badgers, “Dachs” is a badger in german.
Germans call them “Dackles” which is supposed to come from the similar Egyptian word for the breed which is found in their pictographs. Or so my German buddy told me. He’s had a string of them over 50 years, all named “Pinkus Mueller” and each one different from all the others in temperament.
That is awesome. I want a dog named Pinkus Mueller!!!
Those are some strange ones… :-)
We were more pedestrian when naming our doxy. He was “Baron J Dog” (Baron for short). Dad’s middle initial was J so the dog inherited it from him, From puppyhood til his final breath, he considered himself the center of his domain…so the name fit quite well. He may have been regal…but I believe he was just north of being dumber than a bag of hammers, stubborn as the day was long…and we all loved him with all our hearts.