Ready, Set, Go

Tube of Fur is thinking of the new semester.

She's all dressed up and ready to go!

La Befana 2018

Tootsie does not understand why HumanMomRenée & Dachshund Daddy get to eat these Italian pastries for La Befana...

while she has to eat dry kibble from a Tupperware bowl. At the very least, the kibble presentation could be vastly improved.

La Befana is a witch who delivers chocolate or coal. (She's also known as Frau Perchta. This is All King's Day, but celebrated in Italy and southern Switzerland as La Befana.) La Befana looks rather like the witch on stick that you see in the United States for Halloween. Or she looks kind of like this (though this witch is from a trail marker in Germany).

Here's a throwback to an earlier post we wrote about La Befana.

Dog Socks!

After my illness this fall and winter, I've recovered some solid footing.
xo Tootsie

Check out the amazing store Socks Dreams where we found these paw socks to celebrate the 30k words HumanMomRenee wrote during November.

Buon Anno e Tanti Auguri!

I'm praying that 2018 is a year of peace for all. A dog can dream. Xo Tootsie

Buone Feste e Tanti Auguri!

We're sending all our friends wishes for a happy holiday and lots of love for the New Year!

We'd like to send out a special note to our friends who have lost loved ones just recently; we're thinking of you.

Tootsie was feeling better after the series of seizures she had this fall, but now she's having trouble with her tummy. She's on meds--it seems we've entered Senior Dachshund Living. So we've been preparing for the holidays by napping while snuggled under our favorite blankie from special Idaho vet Dr. Ward. (Note what my poet friend calls Tootsie's "pull-tab" tongue.)

We are able to go on our walkies, and here is a photograph of Tootsie waiting for me on her bright green Christmas mat. [Her coat is by Dachshund Delights.]

We also celebrated Hanukkah. Tootsie wore her snazzy Snap-a-danna [from Dachshund Delights, of course]. Way back in the day, my human mom always made sure I understood that this season was a time of celebration by many, in many different ways. I'm so grateful to her.

From our family to yours, may peace be your guiding light.

Renee, Tootsie, and Dachshund Daddy

Tootsie: Fearless and Fine

We have had a very rough fall, but I'm healing and feeling much better. At the end of September, my liver was so severely compromised that I had multiple seizures and ... well ... I won't write it. We don't know why this happened, and at first, we thought I had had a stroke. Maybe I did, probably I didn't. I might have licked something and perhaps that set off the whole spiral. But we do not know.

Here I am, healing, with my new friend Pippa the Unicorn.

And here is a blurry action shot to show I'm now up and out and about!

Thanks for your love & concern. I'm almost all better, though our new vet says I am aging. What is this thing called aging?

Love,
Tootsie

P.s. I want to tell you all about my pilgrimage to the 23rd annual Krakow Dachshund Parade before all this happened; stay tuned! Xo

Lost in Translation

Like all dachshunds, I'm bound to have German ancestry, but that doesn't mean I'm fluent in German. Whatever Fluffo tried to tell me was lost in translation.

Tootsie and Fluffo near the top of Zweitausender in the Kitzbühel Alps, Austria.