Happy Fathers Day to all the dads out there. We don't have a dad but we have a Grandpa and we want to wish him a Happy Fathers Day. Since Mom has to be mom and dad for us, we want to wish her a Happy Fathers Day too. Of course, we show her how much we love her every day but it's nice to make a special point of telling her.
It is raining AGAIN! It has been raining every afternoon since forever! Rain really messes with our going outside and barking. Maybe we should send this rain to
Charlie Kelly-Church. It worked
last time!
In our last post, we showed you a picture of Maggie. Zach wanted to know how old she is because she has a "little" silver on her face. Well, Maggie is a rescue so we don't know for sure, but our doggie doctor says she is probably about five or six. He says her face makes her look older than she is but her teeth are a good indication that she is still plenty young. She has had puppies so we don't know if someone used her to make puppies or if she was on the streets and nature took its course. She's not having anymore puppies though.
Dachshund Rescue of Houston took care of that! We don't want to add to the over-population of unwanted dogs!
When Zach asked the question, we realized you don't get to see Maggie in too many pictures. It's not because Mom doesn't like Maggie (because she likes Maggie a lot!), it's because the times when she is around Maggie are when we are in the country. Mom takes most of her pictures when Aunt Bec decides to take a nap and guess who gets to nap with Aunt Bec. If Mom took that picture, she would be swimming in the fish pond and her camera would be broken ... not that Aunt Bec is really violent or anything.
Mom took more pictures of the fish pond when we were out at the country around the end of May so she wants to post some of them. Since it is sort of her day, we will let her do it. Just in case you forgot, this pond is on Grandpa's land. Our land is to the left of it.
And here is a picture of a colorful bird that is eats the catfish. Grandpa does not like these birds for that reason.
And finally, because this is a blog about dachsies, here is a picture of all five of us in jail. Mom had to make the jail bigger than
usual because there are two more of us in there. It starts off looking a little better but we jump against the bars and the pieces slide across the floor until they come to rest against the table. Mom says you are all going to think she is messy. (Hey, the truth hurts sometimes.)
