Thursday, June 27, 2013

Hunting Mice


Wednesday, June 26, 2013

My DreamSack from Dachshund Delights!

This is my DreamSack from Dachshund Delights. It's my special burrow space and a gift from Mom. My private burrow!


I'm spending a lot of time, after all my mousing, burrowing in my DreamSack. It's all fuzzy inside. It's raining constantly in Idaho, but I'm snug as a bug. I love the design on the outside. Hearts! Mom says she had a really hard time deciding on a print for me. There were so many neat choices!


My sack even came with a little note.


Please check out Dachshund Delights -- "caters to lovers of the long and low" -- for all your needs, for example: a coat (it's never too early to plan for winter); a special DreamSack; or a Hug-a-Dog Harness. Mine is a Hold-a-Dog Harness:


Thank you Dachshund Delights for all your wonderful Made-in-the-USA items. We love you. Fur disclosure: this in NOT an ad! This is a fan letter!

Thursday, June 20, 2013

Sassy Baby Yugi, Sweet Sir Yugi

Cuteness overload! Yugi's Mom sent us a photo of Baby Yugi from the day she adopted him in February 2004. At ten weeks old, Yugi was a sassy little ball of fur and love.


And here's a recent photo. Sassy Baby Yugi is now Sweet Sir Yugi, getting cuter by the day. As his Mom remarks, he literally and figuratively became a golden boy!

Monday, June 17, 2013

Rudy, Spanish Omelettes, and García Lorca

During his recent wanderings in the Sierra Nevada region of Spain, Dachshund Daddy met Rudy, who was hanging out with his grandpa at Bar Restaurante Galvez in the mountain town of Lanjarón.


Rudy takes good care of his grandpa, who rescued him several years back.


Every time another dog walks by Bar Galvez, Rudy darts outside to ensure that his pee spots are accounted for.


Bar Restaurante Galvez makes great Spanish omelettes, Rudy reminds us. But be sure to ask for a tortilla de patatas, as they're called in Spain.


Rudy is also a big poetry fan, and reminds us that his home town of Lanjarón has many fountains with quotes from Federico García Lorca, Spain's greatest gift to 20th century poetry.


Struggling under the weight of the shade
a spring was singing: 
Calm and gloomy,
I heard the songs of the water.

F. García Lorca 

Rudy is not 100% positive about DD's translation; can anyone help?

Friday, June 14, 2013

Steven Gould and Anza-Borrego Desert

Do you ever wish you could teleport? I do, and so does Jack...


especially when he's visiting parks where the range of permitted canine activities is restricted, like Anza-Borrego State Park in Southern California.


Recently, I've been reading all about teleportation in Steven Gould's fascinating novels: Jumper, Reflex, Impulse, and Jumper: Griffin's Story. Gould's characters are somehow able to jump, i.e., teleport to wherever they want, as long as they've been there before. Unfortunately, Jack and I aren't quite up to that.


In Jumper: Griffin's Story, the main character is haunted by a ruthless organization whose goal is to kill anyone who can jump. To stay safe, he moves to a cave in the middle of Anza-Borrego State Park. I wonder if he was the one who messed with the sign below.


Jack has only read the original Jumper, but plans to catch up.


Here's one place I'd love to jump to: the Palm Oasis at Anza-Borrego State Park. It's the third largest palm oasis in California, and for some reason dogs aren't welcome, but human teenagers are. Dear Park Authorities, ever heard of common sense?

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Alto del Chorrillo

Alto del Chorrillo is a scenic ridge in Spain's Sierra Nevada, towering at just under 9000 feet, or 2727 meters, above sea level.


Dachshund Daddy met Dora as he was riding his bike up the winding gravel road from the hamlet of Capileira...


while she and her parents were on their way to the Poqueira mountain hut.


Dora highly recommends the local specialty: jamón serrano, Spain's favorite dry-cured ham.


The Spanish ibex that hang out at Alto del Chorrillo are more into grass. They're also very shy, but they still let DD take a photo.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Madrid es mi casa


Hi, my name is Piripiro and I live in Madrid, Spain. I like to hang out downtown between the Prado and Puerta del Sol. Would you like to practice your Spanish with me?

Monday, June 10, 2013

Country Living!

Since flying from Switzerland to Idaho, I've been catching up with Truffle, which mostly involves air humping him. Oh yeah, aren't you jealous? Truffle loves it!


And I've been recovering from jet lag. Mom says, "Dratted, jet lag! I'm all flipped." Me, too. I'm up at 3am and falling asleep by 3pm.


And I've been hunting mice. I'm a mighty hunter! I caught my first mouse of the summer, but Mom wouldn't let me eat it. Grandpa pulled the little beastie by the tail out of my mouth while Mom screamed and ran into the back room. What a wimp.


Country living!





Friday, June 7, 2013

Reunited in Idaho!



Reunited with Truffle, and it feels so good!

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