We've missed you guys!

Above is the big news at our house. Feral cats. Fortunately for all of us, they are in a location the dogs can't see so the barking hasn't been a problem. This little starving mama had her babies in the bushes that join our house with our neighbors in our front yard! Aren't they precious? Anyway, long story short, we are feeding them (I know, I know! But I could not watch them starve). Two days ago we trapped them all (humanely) and took them in to a spay/neuter/release clinic. All were operated on and then we released them the following day. Now, the babies are gone! I'm sick! Mama has turned up to eat but we haven't seen the little guys at all. :( I miss them!

Oskie and Little

They are best buds!

I'm so sorry that I'm such a lame blogger! Anyone who is friends with me on FB knows I manage to keep current there just fine but for some reason this is a struggle for me sometimes! Lame excuse, I know, but true! :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO FRANKIE!

I wanted to find some pictures of all of us with Frankie. Here she is with my daughter, Rose (who turns 3 this Friday!!!). She was wonderful with the baby from day one.

This was one month after we got Frankie, so she was 16 weeks. I look ill. That's because I got PREGNANT right after we got Frankie and was very sick! Frankie and I spent a lot of time sleeping on the couch together. Oh, who am I kidding - we still do. ;)

Here is Big with Frankie. You can barely see her! This is at the dog park.

As usual, the pictures are out of order (it shouldn't be this hard). This was taken the day we brought Frankie home. That is Lucky, who has since crossed the rainbow bridge. Lucky was 12 when we brought Frankie home and she was remarkably tolerant of this active little puppy who showed up and took over!

Another picture from the first days of our lives with Frankie. I have never loved a dog like I love my Frankie.

Frankie and her daddy! So cute.

I LOVE this picture of Frankie running. We love to say there isn't anything cuter than a dachshund running at eye level.

Frankie curled up with Little.


My life really did change when we got Frankie. I love her dearly and we cannot imagine our lives without her! So, say a little "happy birthday" to Frankie wherever you are today! :)

Dr. Doom

Frankie was taken to the vet this morning bright and early.

She was put under and had her teeth cleaned. We thought she'd need 2 extractions but it turns out that wasn't the case.

"Hey! Take my picture, too!" says Oskie.

I'm trying to coax Frankie to eat. She had a hard time coming out of her anesthesia. She's been crying on and off all day. She stopped crying long enough for a piece of cheese. :)

As the evening has worn on, she's become much more like herself. I can't believe how much she's sleeping!

"Why did you do that to me? I thought we were driving to the dog park!"

Hottest Day of the Year!

Frankie here. It's supposed to be the hottest day of the year tomorrow. 112-114 degrees! Here's what I'm thinking for tomorrow:

* wake up my mom so I can go outside for my morning constitutional
* lay in the sun
* eat (if there's some chicken broth on my food. If not, whine at dish until mom gets the hint)
* back outside to tan my belly
* come in for a nap
* chew on bully stick. Take Oskie's bully stick.
* outside for some sun
* repeat until sun goes down.

:) xoxo Frankie

Overkill?

Do you LOOOOVVVEEE my new bag? Oh, they had so many different things: pencil case, hard metal lunch box, pen with feather and dachshund on top, passport cover, luggage tag, ipod case, notebook. . . you KNOW you are dying to find out where this was purchased!!!!!!! The line is called Sausage Dogs.

I am a handbag snob. It's true. However, this is my new handbag. Consider me recovered. I am SO happy with this purchase!!!!!

I am tempted to keep you in suspense. Of course, it would be so fun to have you all run out to this store and then photograph and post your purchases. Hmmmmm. What do to, what to do?

BORDERS BOOKS! Get your butts out there! The sales guy said they will go on sale in a bit but right now it's full price.

I love my dachshund bloggers! :)

Silly Miss Frankie

Did someone drop a tasty treat under here?

Seriously, where is it?

Don't close the door!

I think it's a butter wrapper for me to lick.

Ahhh, a full tummy. Time for a nap.

Swimming Pool

Hey - it's me, Frankie. Let me tell you one thing I hate. The swimming pool. Why anyone would voluntarily get in that thing I cannot imagine. But, my people seem to think it's hilarious to scoop me up and carry me out in the pool.

Usually, it goes like this: my mom picks me up and walks down the steps holding me snug. Once I see where she is headed, I get very still because I know what's coming. She holds me in the pool and lets me go, and I swim to the edge. Then she laughs and says I look like a spotted torpedo or a river otter. Then she dries me off and gives me a treat. Then I lay in the sun for an hour to dry off.

If I'm still feeling peckish, I go near her again because I really don't mind going in if there are treats involved. . . :) xoxo Frankie Mae