Wednesday, September 15, 2010

She's TRYING To Get Me Into Trouble...

After we lost Rascal last week, it's been a different mood around here. You can't replace a good dog like him, but you can try to fill the void.

This past Saturday, we got wind of a litter of Dachshund puppies not far away from us - and at a price we could afford. We decided that it was "now or never", even though it was a little soon for us. We were glad we did, though - we came home with a new baby girl -


Doin' The Turtle

She has been getting to know us and has started creating havoc by terrorizing our toes, and keeping us awake at night because she wants to play.

It's been 8 years since we had a puppy in the house, so we have to strain to remember what, when, and how to do things - and we need a nice, LOUD bell on the tiny little beast to let us know where she is.

She has even started to play with a tennis ball - something Autumn never did decide to do. Our Doxie we had for 12 years (Crystal) always loved to play "chase" with the ball. Peaches is too small to grab the ball in her jaws, but she can grab a mouthful of "fuzz" and carry it around that way. We're both hoping that she continues to enjoy playing with it.

Her big sister - Autumn - is still a bit grouchy over her arrival - and a little "upset" about Rascal's "disappearance", but she is slowly coming around - this morning, she actually gave Peaches a kiss on the nose, and snuffled her a bit. She'll still have her "moments", but she'll get over it, especially when Peaches is big enough to play.

This morning, I was in my office with Peaches. I had her on a small pillow on the "pull out" board on the my desk. It's just about the right size for her - for now.

There I was, minding my own business, when I caught the little terrorist red PAWED. Right in front of me, while I watched...

"Do Not Remove...

She was trying to tear off the "Do Not Remove Under Penalty Of Law", tag from the pillow.

The little monster is trying to get me throwed in jail!

When I confronted her, she tried to use her cuteness to deny the whole thing:


All this after I gave her steak for supper last night....

At least I got photographic proof it wasn't me.


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