Sooo, we're back from a short vacation. Poor little Frankie had to stay at the PetHotel. She was not amused. As usual, she came home and ate and drank a ton, which always makes me sad. They said Frankie was friendly and played with her toys, chewed her bully stick (of course), and seemed to be eating.
We stayed in a little chalet on our trip and I missed Frankie so much I told the boys I'd reward the first one to find me a Dachshund to play with. Of course, there happened to be not one but TWO right next to us! They were very sweet, too. The owners let us come over and hang with the dogs for a little bit each day - we bonded over how owning a dachshund seems to make a person completely batty. ;) Seriously, Frankie is the first dog we've ever had that is mine and I am nuts for her. I wish I could have 10 doxies. My husband keeps telling me that I'm just biding my time till he kicks the bucket so I can surround myself with doxies! lol!
Hope everyone is having a great summer!
Alli (and Frankie Mae)