Well, it is January, and I, along with many other Irish-Viking Dachshund Americans are starting the new year with the idea of being healthier. My promise to myself, and my Companions, was to spend 2016 trying to exercise more, eat more nutritiously, and generally take better care of myself. Of course, my loyal Companions were eager Continue Reading
Well. Clearly I have been absent from the blog for some time. I wish I had a good excuse, but the truth is that my humans are just selfish, selfish people who do not consider my needs, or the needs of my subscribers. I apologize, dear readers, for the terrible loss you’ve Continue Reading
This week, Mama Dog devoted an entire post to me on her blog. As is my due. Being a generous, thoughtful, considerate, selfless, loving dog – I want to say a few words about her as well. Where to begin … Well, for starters, she never lets me out in Continue Reading
I realize it’s been some time since my Independence Day post. I have been struggling with such fatigue and have found it most difficult to manage both my duties within the Family Bed and my obligations to you, gentle readers. Additionally, my Mama Dog has been in desperate need of a Social Secretary Continue Reading
As you can clearly see, the past two weeks have taken a toll on me, both personally and professionally. To hear the whole sordid mess, you’ll have to read Mama Dog’s blog. But here’s what she left out … While Daddy and Mama Dog were jetting off to exotic Continue Reading
In all my years of study and scholarly pursuits, I have yet to find a satisfactory explanation for the existence of cats. Or fat-free cheese. Truth be told, I’ve really never understood the human fascination with fat-free anything. As any dachshund can tell you, the flavor is in the Continue Reading
Because of my rare and somewhat overpowering musk issue (brought on by an allergy/fungus situation which I won’t go into at this time), it has been deemed necessary by “Management” that I bathe twice a week with a “special” shampoo. The Family Bed is required to be washed once a week, Continue Reading
You may not be aware, gentle readers, that I am known in certain circles as Ar the Sun Dog. It’s an honorary title for the most part – bestowed upon me by an ancient Beaver Culture, the remnants of which make their home just outside Sheboygen. They don’t worship me or Continue Reading
This Easter Bunny fellow seems pretty shifty to me. I mean, here’s a rabbit who makes his living hiding eggs from children. Seriously … what kind of career is that? Can you imagine how embarrassed his parents are? And what they tell their friends and neighbors? ‘Well, yes, Steven Continue Reading
Last fall, I noticed these weird mounds of dirt with holes in the center showing up in my yard. I heard the Mama Dog tell the Daddy Dog that “those damn gophers” had come back. She was really mad. In my capacity as Yard Supervisor, I immediately launched an official Continue Reading
