Zoey

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Feeling Boxed In

In Back yard princess, Don't leave me all day!, I have questions, My new home, What's with the boxes? on October 31, 2010 at 11:59 pm

 I could not understand why I was in my home and then in this strange place with all these boxes. Shelley and her dad, her brother and these other people left me all day, and I whined for them to come back, and Shelley, my mommy, did. She took me in the car and up 25 stairs and said, “This is your new home.”

She set up my dog bed and toys, but it didn’t feel like home to me. There were boxes and boxes and no backyard. That meant I had to make a request to go outside and wear a silly harness and be on a leash, just so I could go potty.

Shelley left me all day while she went to this place she calls “work,” and I certainly didn’t like that. She came home for lunch, but for me, that’s not good enough.

And to make it worse, she came home from work and started moving those boxes around and taking things out of them. She put the things she took out into all these different compartments, and sometimes, she took things she had put away back out to put away somewhere else. That’s illogical. I figure once you bury your bone, you keep it there until you’re ready for it.

Doggie Routines

In Back yard princess, Chasing smells, My Dad, Routines on October 10, 2010 at 9:16 pm

Shelley's Dad has me pinned during a wrestling match. Not fair!!!

I have a routine I follow at Dad’s. I am kind of naughty at first when he brings me home, but there’s a reason for that. I don’t like being shifted about like I’ve got a postage stamp on my forehead.
I’m a very cute dachshund named Zoey.

Here’s my routine, at least in summer:

  • Get Dad up at 7 a.m. or so with a kiss on the nose. This means I want to go potty.
  • Come inside for my treat for going potty. (I still get them because I’m so cute!)
  • Go outside to play in the sun and check out all the smells.
  • Come inside for a treat and some pet and play time.
  • Go outside to play.
  • Get treat.
  • Watch Dad eat dinner.
  • Get Dad to play run around the couch while I carry a ball. He can’t get me because I am very fast, despite my short legs.
  • Revel in Dad petting and loving on me.

And it’s bedtime! It may sound like a simple life, but it’s not. I have lots of things I need to do outside, like investigate smells and noises and bark at people and animals.

My Two Back Yards

In Back yard princess, Confusion, Two homes on October 4, 2010 at 3:50 am

I am surveying one of my back yards.

It’s confusing going back and forth between two places. I have to explore each one, get reacquainted with the smells and find out if there are any new ones. I have to run the perimeters of my two back yards. What have I missed? I say hello to the neighbor dogs at Mommy’s house. I try to find the feral cat at Dad’s. The ground at both houses has my tracks worn in, so I know I’m not forgotten and that I’ve made my mark.

I don’t have a favorite person, really I don’t. I love everybody who loves me. I want them to see how cute I am. I want to be greeted and given a nice quick pet. That’s not too much to ask from strangers.

As for other dogs, I’m a bit wary. They might not like me and go, Woof, Woof, really loud. Or they might show me that they’re alpha and I’m just a little wiener dog. I don’t like that word, by the way. I prefer dachshund, a much more dignified name.

Okay, I do have favorites, Mommy and her dad, and next her mommy, then her brother and on and on. I spend most of my time with Mommy and her dad so they’re at the top of the list. Plus, they have nice people smells. I like how their voices sound when they talk to me, gentle and loving. I like how it feels being petted by them, an easy glide over my belly or rougher for some hard-core play.

But if you asked me, I would rather keep track of one house, so I could be an expert on the smells there, instead of having to divide my attention and waste time getting reacquainted with all of them, smells and people, too.