Monday, October 10, 2011

Raw Feeding (Warning: Photos of Raw Food!)

The boys have been doing extremely well on their raw food diet. Several weeks ago, my friend, Kim, went fishing with her dad. They caught a couple of salmon, and she made them for dinner for me, and our other friends, Chris and Kira. It was very yummy. Kim was discussing with Chris how to dispose of the remains, and I piped up, "Do you still have the fish heads?"

Kim knows I feed the dogs raw, and she turned and looked at me and said, "Are you going to feed them to the dogs? Gross," and walked away, knowing what I was about to explain.

Chris and Kira were intrigued why I wanted the fish heads. I told them I was going to feed them to the dogs. Chris said, "They're not cooked - we chopped them off before putting the fish on the grill."

I replied, "Oh, the dogs will eat them raw."

Kira said, "But what about the eye balls? And the bones?"

"They'll love that stuff! They'll eat it right up!" I exclaimed.

I don't think I convinced them to feed their dog raw with that conversation!

Since the salmon were caught here in the PNW (Pacific Northwest), I froze the heads for three weeks. I was so excited to feed them to the dogs. The boys didn't know what a treat they were in for! Eventually, the three weeks were up, so I took out the heads and put them in the dog bowls.

Fish heads! Fish heads! Yummy yummy fish heads!

I placed the bowls down for the dogs and waited for their reaction.

Swift already moved his out of the bowl by the time I snapped this photo.

The fish heads were a big hit! I'm pretty excited about this. Even though fish isn't a necessity in a raw food diet, it's always good to throw in a little bit here and there in case they aren't getting the appropriate Omega-3s from their other meat. If you don't know that your meat source is grass-fed, you might be missing out on those important minerals. I want to get some whole sardines from the Asian Food Market in Bellevue. I'll let you know how that goes!

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #10

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Monday, October 3, 2011

DenHaus Contest on Facebook

Last week I wrote about our visit to FidoFest. Well, we entered a contest sponsored by DenHaus. They took a picture of all of the dogs in your choice of Haus. All of the pictures are posted in their album on Facebook, FidoFEST Photo Contest 2011. The photo that gets the most "Likes" on Facebook wins their choice of DenHaus!

The stylish dog crates made by DenHaus are pretty awesome. I like the fact that it blends in with your furniture. I want one so bad! My dream is that Swift would learn to love his new kennel since it would be so fancy. If we won, we'd probably get the TownHaus. It's wooden, and I'm pretty classical in my tastes. I don't really have modern or trendy furniture in my house, so the other styles probably wouldn't go well in my apartment.

Here are the pictures they took of the boys.

Aren't they adorable? This is the photo in the contest on Facebook.

I love this one, too. Kool and his teeth crack me up!!

I ask all of you...please log onto Facebook, then click here and it will take you directly to Swift and Kool's photo to Like it. While you're at it, you might as well "Like" DenHaus, too! You have until next Monday, October 10 to vote.

Thanks, all! I'll let you know if we win!

Both photos are courtesy of DenHaus.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #9 - Treat Time!

This was last year. You can really see how chunky Swift was. He's so nice and slim now!

Monday, September 26, 2011

Fido Fest

We went to the Fido Fest at University Village yesterday. Boy, was it busy! I had never been to U-Village before, and parking was insane! And after dealing with traffic (it took me an hour to make what should have been a 15 minute trip), I wasn't really in the mood to deal with it. Poor Swift and Kool were in the backseat, whining at all of the dogs they saw and wanting to be outside. I was supposed to be meeting some friends, so I was a little stressed out about being late.

We made it just in time to see our friends, Amber and Tag, prance across the stage for the City Dog magazine cover model contest. I cheered loudly for them and generally made a fool of myself. The announcer thought I was funny (I think), and I didn't mind. I like cheering for my friends.

The festival itself was kind of small, but the nice thing was that there weren't a lot of people around after the modeling contest. I think most people came for the morning event, which was a walk to benefit the Seattle Humane Society and left after the contest. That was fine with me. I got to take my time and see all of the booths, although there weren't many I was very interested in. I did get some treats to give to the boys, and I was tempted to buy some green tripe from the raw food booth. I should have - next time I will.

Treat time!
Kool waiting patiently and Swift in action

(I apologize for the short post today. I have been very busy with work that I haven't really had much time to dedicate to writing. I'm really trying to keep consistent with my Monday 10 am posts.)

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #8

Kool just *had* to roll around in the wood chips. (Seen above at Marymoor Park with his friend Tag - who rolled in the chips, too, but managed to stay clean!)

Monday, September 19, 2011

The Versatile Blogger Award

We want to thank Jessica at You Did What With Your Weiner? and Jen at My Brown Newfies for giving us the Versatile Blogger Award. We got it from Jessica in June and Jen in July, so I've been a little overdue in passing it along.

I feel quite honored to have received this award, even though I'm not much of a blogger; I usually post only once, maybe twice, a week. This award means I am supposed to share 7 things about myself, and pass on the award to fellow bloggers (the number varies based on different sources, so I'm going middle of the road - 7).

So without further hesitation, here we go:

1. My "real-life" job is an administrative assistant at E&J Gallo Winery. I feel very fortunate to work for such a great company and have such a wonderful job.

2. Because I know someone will inevitably ask, my favorite varietal of wine is Moscato, followed closely by Pinot Grigio (both whites, on the sweeter side).

3. I took a painting class this summer. It was a lot of fun, but at first, I wasn't too pleased with my painting. However, I put the painting up on my mantel, and the more I look at it, the more I do like it. One of my friends and I have continued to do more painting on our own time, but she's done way more than me. I want to go buy some materials to do it on my own soon.

4. I turned 30 this year. I haven't yet celebrated my birthday the way I wanted to - skydiving! (It saddened me when I found out I was too overweight to do it. More motivation to lose those extra pounds!) I'm going to do it next summer.

5. I grew up in NE Ohio, went to college near Buffalo, NY, and moved to Seattle, WA when I was 25. I've also lived in Quebec for 4 months, Paris for 1 month, and Tanzania for 3 months. I want to live in Paris for at least a year. I loved that city, and even though I was there 7 years ago, I still feel like I could find my way around the Latin quarter!

6. I love to cook! I didn't really learn how to cook growing up, so almost everything I know is self-taught. YouTube videos are great for learning how to dice onions, how to sharpen knives, or anything else you might need to know. I keep track of my recipes using a website called MyRecipes. It pulls recipes from several different magazines, and you can even add your own. You can post reviews, keep track of menus, create shopping lists, and lots of other things.

7. I love tulips, and I've wanted to plant some on my balcony for the past several years. I can never get my act together soon enough to get everything prepared. This year, a friend gave me a topsy-turvy for Easter. I know it's not tulips, but it was my first attempt at growing anything. Tomatoes aren't my favorite vegetable, but I was really excited to try them. The first one red enough to pick was a cherry tomato. It was so delicious - almost like candy! A few days later, I picked 3 more small- to medium-sized ones and made homemade pico de gallo. I diced half an onion, diced a jalapeno (left the seeds in), added 2 tablespoons of lime juice, and sprinkled some salt. I chilled it for a half an hour. It was very spicy and yummy!

(I just realized that each subsequent "fact" about me got longer and longer!)

I would like to pass on this award to the following blogs:

1. Bailey Be Good! Bailey is a female Belgian Shepard mix who blogs about life with her fur-sister Nala and human family.

2. Sugar the Golden Retriever Sugar is a gorgeous Golden Retriever who looks at life through her golden eyes.

3. Ammo the Dachshund Ammo is a super-dachshund who can paint with his paws! He hangs out with his pony friends when he's not busy greeting customers at work.

4. Yuki and Rocket Two adorable schnauzers!

5. The Daily Toki Stories and pictures from the many adventures of Miss Toki.

6. My Older Brothers Hilarious stories about Taylor's older brothers - not that he really has any brothers!

7. The Lazy Christian "Thoughts on faith and stuff. But, you know, from a lazy person."

Monday, September 12, 2011


It seems like a lot of friends are going on trips; some need dog-sitters, some are taking their dogs with them. It made me think of the times I flew with my boys.

This specific trip was a few years back when I took Swift home to Ohio. I was a bit worried about taking him on the plane. I had a dog carrier, but at the time, Swift was a little more vocal than Kool, so I was worried he'd whine or bark on the plane and annoy everyone. (Kool had done excellently the year before - no one even knew there was a dog on the plane.) Getting through security with Swift a bit of an ordeal. Luckily, I was checking my bags, so all I had was my purse and Swift's carrier. I had to take him out of the carrier (in addition to all the crazy other stuff we have to do - take off shoes, coats, etc) and carry him through the metal detector with me. This was before the full body scans - I wonder how that would work nowadays?

We got through without any problems, found our gate, and settled in to wait. Swift did a bit of whining because he could see me through the mesh, so I ended up holding the carrier on my lap while we waited. On the plane, though, I wasn't able to do that. But Swift seemed to know it was different and didn't whine at all on the plane. We actually had two layovers (because it was cheaper), and one of the layovers was a few hours long. Swift got really annoyed and kept whining. I took him to the family bathroom, so we would have some privacy and let him out of his carrier. I thought he might have to go potty, but he didn't. I let him wander around for a bit, but I didn't want to keep the bathroom occupied too long.

Eventually, I got sick of the whining and let him out of his carrier. He was doing pretty good just sitting on the floor next to me. I think he was happy not to be in that carrier. Of course, he was his usual charming self and tried to make friends with everybody. He did his little "prairie dog" stance. I was able to keep him out for about an hour until I got caught. Some random airport employee told me to put him away. I, of course, apologized and put Swift back in the carrier. That little bit of reprieve did more harm than good, though. Since Swift knew the taste of freedom, he wasn't having any of this carrier stuff anymore. Finally, we boarded the plane, and he settled down. All-in-all, it wasn't really that bad of an experience. It was just too long of a layover for him to be stuck in that little carrier.

Swift being a good boy, sitting on the floor

Swift the Prairie Dog

One of the most vivid memories of that trip is when I took a nap one afternoon while my mom was at work. I lay down on the couch. I had a zippered cardigan on, and Swift literally crawled inside my cardigan to sleep next to me. We probably napped for one to two hours. I love my little cuddler. I wish I had a picture of his head peeking out the top of my sweater...while I'm wearing it! He has never done that since. Sometimes I try to encourage him, but he doesn't do it. Maybe Swift just needed the comfort and closeness of his mama in a strange place.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Remembering 9/11 - Ten Years Later

I usually only post once a week on Mondays, and sometimes I'll add a Wordless Wednesday, but this week I am going to make an exception. I started this blog to talk about my dachshunds because I had so many stories about them, and I'm sure some of my "real-life" friends and co-workers got sick of hearing them. I figured, with a blog, I could write what I wanted and only people who were interested in reading my stories would read it. I began writing tons of posts, but then I slowly tapered off. I decided to make it my goal to write at least once a week, and I've been doing pretty good with that since April. Anyway, this Sunday post is special. This post today is not about my boys, but about that memorable day ten years ago. I want to tell my story.

Ten years ago, I was a junior in college at Houghton College near Buffalo, NY. My life was pretty good. I was an RA in my dorm, so I had lots of things to do and lots of friends. I was taking mostly classes in my major so I was enjoying all of my classes. Just a few weeks into school, on a Tuesday morning, I walked into my 9:15 class in the NAB, Old Testament Historical Books. A boy in my class that I didn't know started talking about how he didn't wanted to be there, because he had just seen a news broadcast about a plane crash. Then as he was watching, another plane crashed into the building again. Normally, I get a little sad when I hear about crashes and things like that, but for some reason, hearing him talk about it really upset me. All I could think about were the people in the building, and how horrible it was - such a tragedy and loss of life. Class began, and our professor announced we were having a quiz. The boy asked if we could pray. The class giggled, because it sounded like he wanted prayer for the quiz. However, he began to talk about how he had seen the planes crash into the Twin Towers in New York City on the news. A boy I knew, Richard, slowly stood up and said, "My dad works in the Twin Towers. Can I go call home?" The professor said yes, of course. We all watched him as he left the room. (I found out later that his father had stayed home from work that day.) After praying, the professor continued class as normal.

After we got out of class, there were notices posted all over campus that there would be a special assembly in the Chapel and that morning classes were cancelled. I had to go to work, but it was in the Admission building, and my boss let me go to the assembly - she wanted to go to.

In the Chapel, the RAs were asked to come up front so we could help with anyone needing guidance. I don't remember the details of the assembly, just that two of the freshman girls on my floor were by me and were crying. One was crying because her cousin worked at the Twin Towers, and the other was crying because of the tragedy. I could barely hold myself together. I think it was in the Chapel that it was finally announced that it was believed to be a terrorist attack.

Houghton decided not to cancel classes for the rest of the day. They wanted everyone to go on as normally as possible. I only had one other class that day (a missions class), and I remember Professor Paul Shea having us rearrange our desks in a circle to discuss the event. I didn't talk (I'm a bit shy in large groups anyway). A fellow RA sat next to me, and I watched her draw her feelings into a collage on a piece of paper.

After class, I kind of wandered around and ended up in the basement of the Campus Center. The college had set up a big screen so we could watch the news. There were a lot of people, but not tons. I can't remember if there were several TVs placed around campus or not.

After going back to my room, I sat on my bed, kind of depressed. I remember telling someone, "I don't want this day to end. When it does, it will all be different. We won't remember this event the same way and we won't feel the same way as we do today."

This is true. How often do we remember 9/11? How often do we think about those lives lost? We did for a while. Firefighters and policemen became the new "heroes." Communities gathered together, and people were just nicer to each other.

But it's been ten years. I know 9/11 didn't affect me nearly as much as other people. I didn't know anyone that died. I didn't know anyone that lived in NYC. I didn't know anyone who was there.

I hope that people whose lives were changed by 9/11 have been able to gain some peace in these past ten years.

I hope that we never forget the lives lost, the men and women who fought and rescued, and the government who tried so hard to make a stand for America.

I guess 9/11 did affect me in one way. I am much more patriotic now.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #7

Our buddy, Nanook
Have fun playing on Rainbow Bridge

Monday, September 5, 2011


I adopted Swift and Kool when they were 1-1/2 and 4. They came with their names, so I didn't get a chance to come up with my own names for them. I had to adjust. It was actually a little difficult to get used to their names. It took me a while to get used to whose name belong to which dog. Most of the dogs I grew up with had two-syllable names, so the names "Swift" and "Kool" were definitely not something I was used to. So I started to give the boys nicknames! Here are some of the fun ones.

Kooly-Swift or Swifty-Kool








Barky McBarkerson


Super-dachshund (as I make them fly through the air)


Kooly McBarks-a-lot

I know; I'm silly. :)

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Monday, August 29, 2011

Fun with Weiners

I wish I had some pictures to share from our fun weekend. Alas, I have been slacking on the photo-taking. My excuse (which is real) is that my phone is so slow to take pictures, it's often difficult to get more than a tail in the photo! I need to remember to bring my camera instead of relying on my phone.

Saturday was hot, hot, hot. We went to a meetup at Luther Burbank on Mercer Island. I really like that park. You could tell it hasn't been raining because the grass was not lush and green like usual. We all ended up sitting in the grass in the shade. The dogs were pretty lazy, but that could have been because of the heat or because their humans were sitting on the ground with perfect doxie-sized laps. We got to see some old friends, like Dobby, Baxter, Ziggy, and Holly, some fairly new ones, like Dolce, Fritz, Gretel, and Liesel, and even made a brand-new friend, Duke.

The boys were pretty worn out after Saturday, so we just hung out around the house, gearing up for Sunday!

Sunday morning, we got up early and drove up to Edmonds to the Off-Leash Area on Edmonds Beach. It's such a beautiful park. The dogs really love it. Although it was foggy and cloudy, it was much cooler, which was nice and easier for the dogs to have fun. We hung out with Tag and Amber. Tag apparently is in *love* with Kool. He followed him around, sniffing his ears and butt, and eventually humping him. Poor Kool! Gretel and Chester were there, too, and Chester, being the adventureweiner that he is, kept wandering off to explore the rocks. We also made lots of new friends! Dolly and Simon, two beautiful black-and-tans, were there, as well as Brandy and  her buddy (whose name escapes me now). We talked about swapping dog-sitting, so it will nice to have a network of people to go to instead of boarding our pups!

Later that night, we went over to Janis and Lindsay's house to visit with Tag and Amber. They are going to watch the boys while I'm out of town, and we wanted to make sure it would work. Tag was very glad to see his new best friend, Kool, again, and showed his love by humping Kool several times. :) Swift was his usually crazy, insane self. He just chased ball after ball after ball. We finally had to make him stop because he was getting so hot. I think they're going to get along just fine!

When we came home, I lay down on the couch to watch some TV. I guess Lindsay wore Swift out with the ball-throwing because he immediately lay down on my chest and went to sleep. I love exhausted doggies.

Monday, August 22, 2011

You Know You're an Adventureweiner When...

The Adventureweiner Club is tons of fun. How can you tell if you're one of those lucky dachshunds? Here's how!

1. If you are prone to "wet-belly syndrome," you might be an Adventureweiner.

2. If you like to leave nose marks on your mom's clean car windows in anticipation of your next hike, you might be an Adventureweiner.

3. If you think you are the cutest thing ever and are surprised when someone doesn't pay attention to you, you might be an Adventureweiner.
Photo courtesy of Jessica Williams

4. If you're tired of hearing, "Wow. Can those short little legs make that hike?", you might be an Adventureweiner.

5. If you can out-hike your mom, you might be an Adventureweiner.

6. If you think only dachshunds have the right to exist, you might be an Adventureweiner.

7. If you're an expert at sneaking snacks, you might be an Adventureweiner.
Swift and Kool trying to sneak a snack from Deb

8. If your mom always keeps a blanket and towel in the backseat to clean you off, you might be an Adventureweiner.

9. If you show no signs of fatigue on the hike but pass out in the car on the way home, you might be an Adventurewiener.

And the number one way to know...

10. If you were a mountain goat in a previous life, you are DEFINITELY an Adventureweiner.

Swift and Kool being mountain goats

Gretel - Definitely a Mountain Goat!
Photo Courtesy of Jessica Williams

The "Adventureweiner" name is trademarked by the Adventureweiner Club of Seattle.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Grooming Lessons

Since we do most of our walking on grass or trails and not on concrete, the boys' nails don't wear down. They can get pretty long, and especially with Kool's long hair, I often don't notice how long they've gotten. I tried to use a Pedi-Paws nail filer, but it took so long to get the nails to a manageable length, and they grew so fast. I finally gave up and bought a nail clipper.

The clippers worked okay until the day I clipped one of Swift's nails too short. He yelped, of course, and began to bleed everywhere. I mean, this wasn't just a little nick. I definitely cut it way too short. (I had just gotten my carpets cleaned, and he was dripping blood over my clean carpet!) I panicked. I tried to find something to stop the bleeding. I knew I didn't have a styptic pencil or powder, but I thought that maybe flour would work. No such luck - all I managed to do was get flour all over the counter and all over Swift's face and paws.

So here I am, carrying Swift in my arms, holding a bloody paper towel around his paw, trying to figure out what in the world I am going to do. By this time, Swift has calmed down, and he's just fine with mommy holding him, but now I'm the one panicky and upset. I finally go next door to Kira and Chris, holding Swift, asking if they know what to do. They have a dog and a daughter, so they are used to these kinds of things. :) Their calming presence relaxed me. Kira poured some cornstarch (or cornmeal - I can't remember) into a bowl, and we were able to stop Swift's bleeding.

I brought back the little bowl of cornstarch into the house and let Swift go but tried to keep him calm. Yeah, right. All the excitement got to him, and he kept running and jumping. I had to keep putting more cornstarch onto his nail because it kept coming off. Luckily, the bleeding had mostly stopped by this point. Now all I had to do was clean the blood up. I kept finding spots on the carpet from when the cornstarch would come off, and I also found some on the couch. Jeez, dogs are hard work. :)

Ever since that incident, Swift does not want his nails even touched. I have to put my entire weight onto him to hold him down. I'm lucky if I can get even one nail clipped on Swift at a time. Kool struggles a bit, but he's pretty calm for the most part. I can usually get a whole paw done at a time. I clip their nails once a week to try to keep them under control. Last week, I clipped Kool's just a tiny bit short (only a tiny drop of blood showed up - not even enough to drip), and he got upset. I gave him a treat and tried to pet him afterward, but he just ran away from me. No way was he going to let me touch him! Poor little guy.

I feel badly that I can't keep their nails trimmed nicely. I feel like I'm torturing them - especially Swift, who has began to screech when I try to hold him down. Does anybody else have horror stories about clipping nails?

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #5

Mr. Kool aka Barky McBarkerson

Monday, August 8, 2011

Wiener Weekends

Since I work full-time, I try to take full advantage of my weekends with the boys. Sometimes I don't spend a second away from them. Those are the best weekends. I wake up to doxies in my face, wanting to go outside. If I have errands to run, they go with me. (And sometimes if they're good, I'll stop by McDonald's and get them a McNugget for a treat.) When I am just hanging around the house, they're by my side or on my lap. And then on Monday morning, it's back to the "real world." It feels weird not to have them in the backseat when I drive to work.

And then there are the weekends where it's all about the dogs! We go hiking - with other adventureweiners or with other dogs; we attend doxie meetups (or maybe just small dog meetups); we find doggie fairs/festivals to socialize with other dog-lovers (and get free treats!). I love these weekends as well, but they can be pretty exhausting. I find myself taking naps with the dogs. Don't get me wrong - I love to cuddle with my guys. I love exhausted doxies - they're so cute when they're sleeping.

But the worst weekends, in the boys' opinions, are the ones where I am super-busy and leave them behind. It breaks my heart to hear them barking when I leave. I just know they're saying, "Why, mama? Why? Why are you leaving us?" Sometimes they just refuse to stay in the house. If I haven't put them in their kennels yet, they run out the front door when I open it. They race as fast as they can down the stairs. It takes forever to get them back inside because they know. How do dogs sense when we're going to leave them behind? And of course, Swift always tugs at my heartstrings because he hides under the bed when I try to put him in his kennel (but that's a regular occurrence anyway).

It's funny how my life now revolves around my dogs. Lately, I haven't really had a weekend without them, which makes it all the harder when I have to leave them behind. I definitely prefer wiener-full weekends over wiener-less ones!

Swift Giving Me Puppy Dog Eyes
"Don't Leave Us, Mama!"

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #4

Yes, it's Cat Week over at the Blog Paws Blog Hop, but we're entering anyway! :) Hop on over and leave a comment on all these blogs!

Monday, August 1, 2011


Okay, I must admit, I stole the title from Jessica. We had a barbecue at her house a few weeks ago. There were 9 dachshunds and 11 humans. Jessica dubbed it the Wiener-Q. I don't think the doxies appreciated the jokes about roasting weenies. :)  We had a blast just hanging out with our doxie and human friends.

Marshall decided he was the doxie-in-charge, and Sienna and Sunny both tried to challenge him, but he wasn't having it. And Chester tried to steal Swift's squeaky, and Swift snapped at him. Chester had stolen it a couple of times before, and I think Swift was finally fed up! Other than those few little skirmishes, everyone was very well-behaved.

There was lots of food for the humans and also yummy treats for the doggies. You'll see their special treats below. And the best part? Sangria, courtesy of Janis and Lindsay! Yum!

Shawn Roasting Those Weenies!

Begging for treats from Steve

Steve passing out more treats

Our new friend, Sunny

It's a toss-up whether Tag was trying to find shade
or just waiting for food to drop from the table!

Amber with her mama, Lindsay

Marshall checking out something stinky in the grass

Sienna decided this was her new toy. She brought it from
inside Jessica's house and played with it all afternoon!

Sunny looking up at her dad

Princess Gretel in her tutu

Why are all those doxies being so good and eating their own food?

Because they got doggie frozen yogurt!

Kool say, "It's so good, I have to lick it all off my nose!"

Yummy yogurt!!

Check out Swift eating his frozen yogurt

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Wordless Wednesday #3

Don't forget to hop on over to the other blogs participating in today's Wordless Wednesday Blog Hop and leave a comment!

Monday, July 25, 2011

Hike Up Rattlesnake Trail

Yes, I know, I talked about our hike up Rattlesnake before, but Jessica took those pictures, and I wanted to post my own. Today is basically a picture post - cute pics of doxies! Yay!