It happens !!!

...way too often....

"What is it that happens?" You may be asking... Well, I don't know what to say, but some of my body parts just like to play tricks on me !!

See this, you all, I am not sure what it is about my body or this pic, but I sure look fat!!!!!! This is so embarrassing, truly. Look, how many layers of chin do I look like I have in this photo? Sigh****

And when I am not careful or too sleepy to be aware of my posture, my tongue just wants to get some exposure!!!



The body part that loves to play tricks on me very often is my ear(s).....
It happens all the time !!!

Even when I am just trying to relax, my ear(s) just flip(s) back without my intention or knowledge (Maybe, I should not fuss about this 'cause it makes me look kinda cute)....



And sometimes, my ears just disappear all together !!!

Don't panic, you all. I do have ears!!!! They just play hide-and-seek with me.

I just can't keep up with all the tricks my body parts do on me. This thing just never stops happening no matter how careful I am! Mom and dad seem to enjoy it when this happens, though. They laugh at me.... Well, I guess it's a good thing then !

Happy 4th of July, you all.

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

Four month Anniversary...

Today is my four month anniversary... Yes, you all, I have been with mom and dad for 4 full months. It doesn't sound like a long long time, but it seems to me like forever (in a good way, of course) !!!

No, we don't have an anniversary celebration or anything extra special. My everyday with mom and dad is already special because of their love for me. Falling asleep on mom's chest or on dad's belly while they are watching TV in the evening is an everyday special. Lying in the sofa for mom to give me the whole body massage using a furminator is also special (and I really enjoy mom's massage. She is so good. Dad enjoys it, too)....




I know dad loves me a lot even though he sometimes seems annoyed by my barking, whining, and stubbornness. He complains, but he also buys me stuff (e.g., treats, toys, accessories <<--that's a fancy word, you all) every time we go to a pet store. He knows I look forward to him coming home from work every day and also love hanging out with him. :) He can't resist my jumping up and down out of my excitement when he gets home from work.

I am just mom and dad's the most favorite boy !!!!!!




And I know mom loves me to death. Everything about me melts her (no, my mom is not a candle. I just know that this is what she usually feels about me). She hardly gets mad at me no matter how bad I behave (not often, you all. Remember, I am a good boy).

Am I a lucky Dachshund or what????

Anyway, Happy 4 month Anniversary to our family. I love you mom, and I love you, dad.

Happy Weekend to you all, too.

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

My Sanctuary...

Today, I shall let you all see my sanctuary, a.k.a. my crate. It is a place where I can relax and feel safe (that's important, do you all agree?). I sleep in it at night and sometimes nap in it during the day in addition to napping in the computer chair (with mom), on a sofa, under the dining table, and somewhere else in the house....

My sanctuary is spacious, but not too spacious that I feel like "doing my business" in it.
Because I like to cling to soft things like pillows or a throw, mom made me two small pillows that fit perfectly in my crate for me to snug with... :)

I have all my toys in there to play with.

When I am in my sanctuary, mom usually gets me a stuffed bone or kong to play with (that's for my mental stimulation, mom said).

No matter where I am or what I am doing, I just look cute (Well, I can't help that, you all)....

I should ask mom to teach me how to read so that I can read a book or a magazine while relaxing in my sanctuary during the day. Mom has a few magazines including "Food & Wine" (the cover looks really yummy, you all!). Dad also has a lot of sci-fi novels. Sounds very interesting... I shall learn how to read!!!!

Happy reading, you all. I can't wait until I know how to read !!!

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

Out and About...

Here I am out and about --- in my back yard, you all.

Look at me.... I am just a handsome looking Dachshund!!!
:)

I shall begin my duty as a hunting dog. See, I look very determined and focused even though I am not sure what we have in our backyard for me to hunt.
I shall also try to explore and discover !!!!

......by sniffing....

....and sniffing....

And when there is not much (or nothing) to hunt (To be honest, I am kind of disappointed, you all), I shall be content with taking a sunbath.....
(remember, I do not dig with no good reason!!)

.....and feeling the soft touch of the warm breezes against my skin.....

....while secretly hoping I will get some tan as I'm sure, with some tan lines, I will look even more handsome (should I get some suntan lotion and wear something to get some tan lines??? That doesn't sound like a bad idea!!).

We have plenty of sun here in Florida. I hope you have a lot of sun where you live and enjoy it like I do. And remember to wear sunscreen, you all.....

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

One of the intriguing places on earth, to me anyway....

I don’t know about you all.. But, to me, there is one place on earth that is always intriguing and worth exploring….

It is my garage!!

Why is it so intriguing? Well, some of you all may have garages like mine – it is full of boxes and other stuff that look like a lot of fun to explore, not to mention tons of scents to sniff! It is especially true when dad's car is in there, oh..boy.... You know what I am talking about! Our trash bin is also in the garage (it is not stinky or anything like that for mom and dad, but for me, it smells wonderfully challenging. You know my nose is way better than mom's and dad's. I'm a hunting canine after all). So, you can imagine why my garage is so fun and intriguing to me. Each time I manage to go in there, the scents are never the same !!!

Me in my garage (I can't help but notice how handsome I am!!)...

What is the problem, then? Here is the thing -- Mom and dad do not let me go into the garage as often as I prefer (which I don’t know why.. or maybe I do know why?)....When I manage to run into the garage, mom always calls me and tries to get me back into the house. Do you think I would run back to the house as she calls? If I would, that wouldn't be the real me, an adventurous Dachshund named Perry... :) It is not at all often that I manage to sneak through the open door to the garage, so, when I'm in there, why would I come running back to the house that easily? No way!! Even treats fail to lure me into the house (surprise, huh!!).... Therefore, when I manage to be in the garage, mom has to sweat a little, trying to catch me and get me back into the house (the good thing is mom never gets mad at me for making her sweat) -- I am a good runner despite my short chubby legs but I am also a good boy -- I won't let mom run around for long to catch me.... After a few sweats (on mom's side), I return to the house willingly (I told you I am a good boy!).

Looking at those boxes, I was thinking hard which box I would rather sniff first!!!

Occasionally, mom seems to get tired of calling/catching me. When I refuse to get back into the house, she lets me stay in the garage as long as I please and leaves the door open for me to come in when I'm done in the garage. Well, I feel bad about that (I am a good boy, remember?), so decide not to spend much time in the garage (even if I could).... I get back into the house after a few moments. I don't want mom to get disappointed in me. I am a good boy after all....

So far, I have not got to explore and sniff all the boxes in the garage - yet. It will take many trips to the garage to explore all those boxes and other stuff, but I am sure I will sniff them all someday....

I figured climbing up a small table and getting under a chair was fun, too.
(Mom might be calling me right now, but my hearing was selective for the time being.
I didn't hear a thing!!)

"What else is in here?"

Well, it is not only my garage that is intriguing to me, but it is in fact any garages (I think garages are my fetish, you all).... When I am out walking with mom and dad in our neighborhood, if any of our neighbors' garage door is open, I will run straight to it, aiming to see what is in there and then explore and sniff. Nope, I never get successful in doing that. Do you think my mom and dad would let me???? I actually never make it pass the first few feet of the driveway!

I was very focused on my sniffing duty. This kind of opportunity didn't come as often....

So, just a warning to you all -- Do not leave your garage door open. If I happen to walk by your house and your garage door is open, I would surely stop by and explore your garage! Despite mom and dad holding my leash, I hope I will be successful someday -- just one sniff would be considered a success!! Your garage would surely smell different than mine!!!

I might show up in your driveway someday, so keep your garage clean, you all !!

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

Ugly Dachshund...

Nope, you all... I am not referring to myself!! That is definitely not me (would you agree???). I am certainly not an ugly Dachshund even though I am not a 100% Dachshund!!!

"Ugly Dachshund" is the name of a 1966 Disney's movie mom and dad watched this past weekend. It was about a Great Dane puppy named Brutus who grew up with 3 Dachshund puppies and their mom. As a result, he believed he was also a Dachshund !!

It looked like mom and dad enjoyed this movie very much. I, trying to nap in mom's lap while mom and dad were watching this movie, was interrupted by their loud laughs many times during the 1.5 hours. I also heard mom say "they are so cute" numerous times during the course of viewing that movie. I wasn't sure to whom mom was actually referring. Obviously it was not me!!!!!!

I am not sure who the ugly Dachshund is.... But one thing I am sure of -- I am NOT ugly (mom and dad will utterly and completely agree with me)!!!! It's true that I am a mutt, but I am also very cute, you all (mom and dad will certainly agree with this, as well)..... I believe I possess a lot of Dachshund traits. Dad can confirm this as he often refers to me as a Dachshund mix with mostly Dachshund (THAT usually makes me wonder what else is in me????).

Well, my head is well-shaped even though it doesn't look exactly like real Dachshunds'.
My ears, despite being a little too small, are also proportionate with the size of my head....

And look at my chest...That's a Dachshund's!!! We need big chest so that we will have loud barks in case we get stuck in a hole while hunting badgers, we will be heard and rescued by our masters....

I am also muscular as a Dachshund should be because I am a hunting dog!!

Look how looooong my body is!!

And hey, my legs are also short (only 5.5" high) and my paws are also cute
even though they are not wrinkly like the real Dachshunds'.

Plus, there is not a day that goes by without me making mom and dad laugh -- usually many times a day. That is one of the Dachshunds' jobs as we are known as being comical.... :) Admittedly, I am also stubborn just like Dachshunds are. My hearing is also selective, which means I only hear what I want to hear. For example, when I am out lying in the sun and mom tells me to come back into the house, I just choose not to hear her (and even though mom starts to gently drag me, I still do not get up. Instead of being mad, mom finds that funny and then laugh at me!). :) Or when I am under the bed and refuse to come out of there when mom calls me.

Having said all that, though, some of my personalities are not exactly like Dachshunds' (of course, I am a mutt after all...). For example, I never dig (or seem to have any interest in digging) holes in our yards. When I am out there, I feel content just to enjoy the sun and breezes that touch my coat and face.... I am also very trainable (they say Dachshunds are known to be very hard to train, including housebreaking). Mom and dad can back me up on this one (I'm so proud of myself right now!).

This is what I usually look like in the yard enjoying the sunshine and breezes.
No digging, you all!!

Anyway, I am happy to be me even though I am a mutt and don't know what else is in me..... That doesn't matter any more since mom and dad think I am a very good boy and perfect for them. That says it all about me.

And I am not an ugly Dachshund for sure, you all.

P.A.W.
xoxoxo

A month ago at WDW --- (4)

At last, my one week WDW vacation and a chance to be independent was over. Mom and dad came pick me up on Saturday morning. We were going home!!!!!

As much as I enjoyed my independence and a good time on this vacation, I missed our home. I missed hanging out with mom and dad. I missed my warm, quiet, and comfy sanctuary. I missed falling asleep on dad's belly while mom and dad watch TV. I just missed my daily routine at home. Come to think of it now, I may have been a little homesick after all!!!!!!

Mom and dad got a report card upon my checkout at the hotel. Guess what? I got an A+!!!!! Mom kept saying "Perry, you got an A+!" so many times. Dad smiled from ear to ear. I made mom and dad proud over again (Well, what can I say??).... On the report, it also said "Perry is super sweet and so lovable." As super sweet as I am, I know that fact is undeniable to everyone who gets into contact with me.... I may very well be as sweet as honey! So, if I ever met Winnie the Pooh, he and I would become very good friends in a split second !!!!



Before we left WDW, dad drove around a little bit so that mom and I could have our pictures taken on Disney property. Too bad, they didn't let me in any of their parks. :( (Is it discrimination against a handsome Dachshund like me??? Or I was just not tall enough to enter the parks???).

Me and mom with Disney's Grand Floridian Resort and Spa in the background

Here we were in front of Disney's Contemporary Resort.

On our way back, our ride went smoothly. I couldn't help but got vocal a little bit as we were leaving WDW (You all know why, right???).... Then, I behaved again (I, after all, am a good boy). Because dad proved to me that he was a good driver on our way to WDW, this time on our way home, I didn't feel a need to keep an eye on him and his driving all the time. So, I spent most of my time in the crate napping in the back seat. I would wake up, when dad made some turns, and see where we were (and asked myself 'are we home yet?'). Then I went back to my dreamy naps again. I totally trusted him and he finally took us home safely and soundly.... Thanks, dad. :D

I also remember what happened when we got home.... The first thing mom did after she finished helping dad unload the car was running the water in the tub and...... She put me in the tub and bathed me real clean!!!!!! (I thought she was going to light some candles too but she didn't). She said I was stinky. Admittedly, I kinda was (just a little - not a whole lot, though)....

It's been about a month but I still remember a lot about this WDW adventure.... I enjoyed my vacation and stay at my Epcot hotel. The people there were nice, caring, friendly and helpful. I heard that mom and dad may go to WDW again in 6 months and I hope they will take me with them (keep your fingers crossed for me, you all). But for now, as I remember my vacation, I was glad we went as a family. We had a real good time.....

Well, I shall finish my tales about my WDW vacation right here. It was a lot of fun, you all.

P.A.W.
xoxoxo