So glad to be home! We missed our pooches so much on our honeymoon.
While the Dog Shaming family was away on their honeymoon…
Posts Tagged: Dachshund
My Protector
Vern hides behind his big sister Schatzie when he get’s scared. Schatzie is a nine year old, 12 pound, paralyzed dachshund. Vern is a 60 pound, two year old red bone coon hound!
Another Acorn Eater
Jeff tried to eat this acorn. His appetite is a little hard on the wallet.
Dachshunds now come in Cherry Flavour.
On Sunday I bought two hand made, organic, vegan, natural cherry lip balms. They’re awesome, they smell like childhood, taste like candy, and moisturize better than anything. I came home from work today and smelled Cherry. Lil Dude (the grey dapple) ran to greet me with the remains of my mangled and thoroughly chewed lip balm. Jamjam (the red) looks shamed in this photo, she is not, she’s just trying to get the lipbalm.
As I type this Lil Dude is licking the pink cherry flavoured grease spots on my couch. /sigh
Third Bath in Two Days
When we go to Grandma and Grandpa’s I steal the cat’s food right away, before anyone has a chance to hide it. Then I get surprise diarrhea. It’s okay though, I’ll eat more cat food when we go over there. <3 Evie
Ornament Thief
“I try to steal ornaments off the Christmas Tree when I think no one is looking. Love, Silas” My one year old miniature long-haired Dachshund has been attempting to steal ornaments every chance he gets. He hangs out by the Christmas Tree and waits for a chance to grab one off the tree. He’s so cute that it’s almost impossible to scold him!
Quiet Ninja
One minute the food is there, next it’s not..and Lily is walking away licking her lips- Very pleased with herself. Quiet Ninja strikes again!
Sneaky Haddie
Always sneaking around to find food.
Shame ALL plastic bags!
My name is Beanie and I have a severe hatred of plastic bags. I like to hike my leg on them if they are within range, so beware!
Bad For Business
My name is Scout, and I know I’m young, but I know where I’m suppose to do my business, and yet, I continually do it where my mommy does her actual business: on the office rug, underneath the desk. I’m not sorry.
