The Doggie I Asked For……

The Doggie I Asked For……
I asked for strength that I might rear him perfectly;
I was given weakness that I might feed him more treats.
I asked for good health that I might rest easy; I was given a "special needs" dog that I might know nurturing.
I asked for an obedient dog that I might feel proud; I was given stubbornness that I might feel humble.
I asked for compliance that I might feel masterful; I was given a clown that I might laugh.
I asked for a companion that I might not feel lonely; I was given a best friend that I would feel loved.
I got nothing I asked for, But everything that I needed.

Author Unknown

Sunday, May 22, 2011

May the Furry Footed Force Bark with You !!

Woofers to all!  We are currently owned by five furry angels:

Charlie Brown, "he's a clown" - adopted 11/2009 and is a black & tan longhair mini dachshund, who wants to be hugged, rubbed, petted and loved so he was deemed too needy and discarded;  Charlie is very comical, the only male who may actually come when called ;  He is the Alpha male but he &  Rudy take turns every evening on my husband's lap, being petted and rubbed and each will howl if the other's time-limit has been exceeded; he's a clever, happy, chuckle-fest with feet; Charlie is 7+ years old;

Rudy Toots - adopted 11/2009 is a red, very curly longhair mini dachshund who was described to me as "snarky" because he has little temper tantrums and needs time-outs;  Rudy can also be loving, gentle and very tolerant of any other doxies brought into his home whether to visit or stay; Rudy believes breathing = barking and enjoys banshee howling in a trance-like state with his nose angled to the sky; he adores squeaky tennis balls and is usually surrounded by a couple dozen of them in the grass (or snow) - he will chase them all over the yard if thrown for him - however, returning the balls is not in his repertoire as he fails to understand the point; Rudy is 6+ years old;

Solly, aka Solly No Teeth  - adopted 11/2009, is a black & white longhair mini piebald whose owner died and the family neglected him then abandoned him on a busy highway in another state at approx. 9-10 yrs old so he developed colitis from the trauma and had to have his few teeth extracted;  his new meds from our Vet have brought him back to life and he has become quite the character;  though he's still skittish from goodness knows what else he endured, he fears no other dog despite having no teeth (the defiant doxie attitude in him);  Solly LOVES "his" sofa and his fleece blankies, protects his area like a commando and tries to average 20-22 hours of safety-zone snoozes per day, inside or out, weather permitting [this also determines if he dines al fresco or on his sofa];  Solly is somewhere between 10-13 yrs old (difficult to determine since he was abandoned and though we first thought him to be on his last legs, he acts like a puppy now when HE deems it time to play);  Charlie, Rudy & Solly were adopted from the same wonderful CT dachshund rescue on the same day, the afternoon before Thanksgiving;

Dora Lee Scarlett, aka Dora the Digger, aka Dora the Diva, aka Dora the Delightful, was rescued 7/2010 from a puppy mill in MO after 4+ years in a horrible cage, so she remains afraid of many things, like loud noises, metal buckets, gruff men & being touched if she doesn't feel a smile in your voice or demeanor - her existence in that puppy mill must have been a living nightmare as she often whimpers in her sleep and must be gently comforted!  Now she spends her days desperately trying to make up for never having grass to roll in, or dirt to dig huge holes in, or space to explore, and by chasing every bird, squirrel, chipmunk, wild turkey and deer;  Dora Lee awakens each morning smiling and wagging her tail; Dora Lee is a sweetheart and manipulates the males with her cunning huntress actions;  she loves to dig and catch mice and will tote them into the house for a tasty snack if not discovered! Dora is 6+ yrs old;

Henry, our most recent rescue 4/2011, is a dachshund/spaniel mix who has visual and auditory problems and is approx. 10 yrs old;  Henry was 1/2 hour from being murdered when his SC Rescue Angel, Amber, saved his precious life; Henry had been woefully neglected and abandoned to the streets, probably due to his age-related health issues - those days and nights must have totally terrified him with his cataracts, diminished hearing and his sweet trusting soul;  Henry now quietly lives just to rest his head by your feet and/or to eat!  He follows his little cousin doxies outside and up/down his ramp to the yard, happy just to still be loved. Henry has Senior status and leaves the barking and chasing and howling to the younger generation - but always gives them his full attention should they need his wisdom....

Our other furry angel dachshunds have crossed the Rainbow Bridge but we'll write about their stories and wienerful lives in future blogs - they were all AMAZING and are terribly missed.....

Thanks for your interest - the furr kidds offer slurpy licks and furry hugs to you all!



  1. What beautiful babies! We are owned by three short furs from Dachshund REscue of North America and the poem at the top of your blog certainly applies to our lives!