Arosa!

We had a great weekend in Arosa, Switzerland. Here are some photos as proof.

Mom says that "riding a gondola with a little long dog against a backdrop of the Swiss Alps might be as close to heaven as she will come in this life."

We hiked to Löser, but we are not losers.

We also hiked to the Hörnlihütte, which Mom and Dachshund Daddy called the Hornyhütte.

I burrowed in a blankie,

and tested my doggles.

When ears fly, life is full. Do you agree?

Love,
Tootsie

Eischa welcomes you to Convict Zuoz

My fur friend Eischa lives and works at Convict Zuoz, a very special and super-dog-friendly hotel in the scenic Engadine valley of southeastern Switzerland.

As she patiently explained to me, the Romansh word Convict stems from the Latin convivere (to live together) and has nothing to do with the English word convict, which in turn derives from the Latin convincere (to conquer).

Eischa is the head of the Welcoming Committee of Convict Zuoz. Dachshund Daddy had already met her this past summer when he first used Convict Zuoz as a home base for his mountain explorations.

Convict Zuoz is a great place to stay for anyone who wants to explore this incredible area of Switzerland. You'll see Eischa in the morning and your day will be brighter and better.

If you come back after her bed time, however, please don't wake her up!

Don't step on it

Driving safety and scooping etiquette are similar. That's because unscooped dog poop is like a gas pedal in a speed zone.

Savvy Sausage Wisdom - Speed Scoop Magnet by BicontinentalTootsie

Drive safely and wag on with my latest savvy sausage wisdom!

And in case you're wondering... yes, they are called speed zones in the USA. The picture below is from the Department of Transportation website.

 

Not only am I a savvy sausage, but I'm also getting my doggy driver's license!

And the winner is...

It's time to announce the winner of our Fall 2013 Burrower's Choice contest! We were happy to have entries from as many as three continents (North America, Europe, and Asia).

As per standard operating procedure, the name of each eligible participant was scribbled on a piece of paper, and all pieces were placed in Dachshund Daddy's wotten waven sun hat. One of the aforementioned pieces of paper was randomly selected by my paw. Can you see it?

And the set of four Time to Burrow cards is presented to... Bouncing Bertie!

Congratulations, dear Bertie. Please send Mom an e-mail with your mailing address. Mom's e-mail is idahobuzzy AT yahoo DOT com.

Dear Bertie, your suggestion to create a card with a Wirehaired Fox Terrier will soon be implemented.

Thanks to all the wotten waven readers and fur-friends who participated in our contest!

Please, May I Sleep Now? Part III of III

Have you burrowed yet?

Dear Hearts and Kindred Spirits,

Have you entered my Burrower's Choice Giveaway? All you have to do is visit Tootsie's Shoppe and come back here to tell me what you like, what you dislike, and what's missing. Enter now for a chance to win a set of four Burrower's Choice cards with free worldwide shipping! Don't delay, the deadline is today at 11:59 pm AoE (Anywhere on Earth).

In the meantime, I've added another piece of advice to my Savvy Sausage Wisdom product line. Samuel Beckett advised to try again, fail again, fail better. Here's my advice:

Savvy Sausage Wisdom - Paraphrasing Samuel Beckett by BicontinentalTootsie

Keep on wagging,
Tootsie

My Cousin Oz

I am very pleased to introduce to you my Border Collie cousin Puppy Oz. We went to Tuscany over the weekend to meet him. Dachshund Daddy is ecstatic.

Oz is adorable and smart, but the first day I met him was a little rough on me. Dachshund Daddy cuddled Oz and sweet-talked him, and I had to bark and look away. Does that mean I'm not a savvy sausage?

Mom helped me understand that Oz is a cousin and that Dachshund Daddy has plenty of love to go around. She also explained that Oz's chew treat is his chew treat. Mom says that I don't eat chew treats, because I'm super special in my own way. I eat carrots.

By the second day, I had stopped barking, and I was enjoying the admiration of Oz. I think he is going to be a good friend. Mom said I can teach him English, and Oz will help me with my Italian.

Brava, Tootsie! Bravo, Oz!