Monday, December 22, 2014

Greatest Hits for the Holidays

With a SantaBear in Bozeman, Montana.

With holiday paraphenalia.

My holiday card available at my Bicontinental Dachshund Zazzle store, Tootsie's Shoppe.

The year Mom shoved my head through every wreath she could find in Switzerland.

It's an existential time of year.

Another wreath photo. Thanks, Mom.

Boxing Day. (And who is the bright person who included the bag of recycling there in the background? Tacky!)

My Italian greeting.

Happy holidays to you and yours.

Love from all of us,
Tootsie & her humans

P.s. We will post the winner of our great calendar giveaway on Tootsie Tuesday, tomorrow!

Friday, December 19, 2014

My 2015 Swiss Alps Calendar

Dear Fellow Waggers,

I'm proud to present my 2015 Swiss Alps Calendar!

Swiss Alps 2015 Calendar

I personally hand-picked the most wag-inducing photos out of Dachshund Daddy's Swiss alpine photos collection. I'm only featured in the photo at the back of the calendar so that I don't steal the scene(ry) with my extreme cuteness.

Each photo was taken by my father during one of our wotten waven hikes.

This way, we get to share a slice of Swiss alpine gorgeousity every month.

And now... time for our calendar giveaway!

The first fur-friend or human reader who guesses the exact location where the cover photo was taken will win a copy of my 2015 calendar.

As usual, there are no geographic limitations and anyone can enter. The question is hard or else anyone could Google the answer, but here's a precious hint: the name of the mountain has to do with giving things away.

Too hard? I'm not an unreasonable dachshund. If no one guesses correctly by Monday, December 22, we will select the winner randomly out of all the fur-friends who leave a comment below.

Monday, December 15, 2014

Guest Post: A Day in the Life of a Wire-Haired Dachshund in India

by Ms. Champi
(as told to Minal Hajratwala)

7:30AM – My cook arrives. Go to kitchen to supervise cooking of mutton, rice, daal, carrot.  Gaze up lovingly at her.
Note to self: Do not bite the hand that feeds me.  Even though it would taste so nice and muttony…
8:15AM – Nap #1 of 7.

9:00AM – Human awakes. Morning ablutions for all, followed by sunbathing.

9:45AM – Human leaves for work.  Exiled to sky terrace.  Paw at door in protest.
Note to self:  Consider going on hunger strike, à la Gandhi?
Note to self:  Scratch that.  Terrible idea.
10:00AM – Defend territory from birds, branches, strong gusts of winds, and occasional simians.

11:00AM – My maid arrives.  Supervise sweeping and dusting. Bark vehemently if she tries to steal my toys or chew-bone.
Note to self: Servants cannot be trusted. Vigilantia Aeterna! 
1:00PM – Nap #2 of 7, soon followed by Nap #3 of 7 and, shortly thereafter, Nap #4 of 7. 
Note to self: Speak to groundskeeper about installing deck chairs and personal paddle pool.
In between – Attempt to escape.  If successful, visit human's brother in 4th block.  En route, visit smoothie dachshund on floor below.   Sniff all over and mark territory.  This block belongs to me!
Note to self:  Ad victoriam! 
4:00PM – Evening duty.  Begin listening keenly for my human’s car. Run in circles. Stand at window and try to look out. Why is this window so high?  Why does it have curtains anyway???!#$
Note to self:  Prepare PowerPoint presentation for housing association Board about lowering all windows to dachshund height.
5:00PM – Greet human.  Begin daily exercise routine:
Lick human’s toes.
Run up and down whole length of flat. 
Run in circles.
Roll on tummy. 
Lick every available part of human.
Don’t forget stretching: downward dog and upward dog asanas.
Lick own toes.
Time for Nap #5 of 7.

6:00PM – Nudge human and look hungry.  Look at bowl; look at human.  Look at bowl; look at human.  Repeat as necessary. 

Supervise scooping of food into bowl.

Eat! Yummmmmmm!

Nap #6 of 7.

8:00PM – Human mealtime.  Sit near table.  Look hungry.  Gaze at human and practice mind-control techniques:   “Feed me…  Feed me…  Feed me…”  

If non-veg, stand on hind legs and cry. 

In extreme cases (KFC, mutton biryani), apply advanced barking techniques until human succumbs to mind control.
Note to self:  Yum!  Bones!  Crunchy!
9:00PM – Nap #7 of 7.

11:00PM – Evening ablutions.

11:30pm – Finally, after long hard day’s work, climb into bed and get some rest.  Supervise fluffing of pillows.  Drift off to dreamland.  Zzzzzzzz…! 
Note to self:  Adopting these humans was the best decision I ever made.
A special note:
Champi would love our readers to check out her mama's publishing collective. It's a wonderful campaign. Thank you so much for following the link to The Great Indian Poetry Collective.

All photos this page -- of fabulous Ms. Champi -- are by Lakshmi Shubha.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Do You Know Why I'm Laughing?

P.s. Dachshund Daddy doesn't like it that you cannot see the top of my peppa.
Mom thinks it looks super arty barky.
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