Crippled dog is in full effect now-a-days, and his return to Boss Dog has rejuvenated the whole pack. So much piss and vinegar, I can hardly contain them. He doesn’t run with them anymore (rides in the Jeep), but he can dig a hole like a, well, a badger killer.
A few new vids here: https://www.flickr.com/photos/155285423@N02/with/40256222094/
Enjoy!
Aaaaa!!! Crazy gang you got there. That looks like so much fun. Good for you!
It’s been raining here for a couple days, so the ground is pretty soft. I took them out today, and Doxie pulled out a whole Sagebrush and dug so far under another one that I had to extract him by his tail (yeah, I know. Shouldn’t have with his back thing, but what else could I do?).
The “War on Drugs” vid is from today, but before he dug half way to China. That was the rare 30 minutes of sun in three days of rain. An Oxymoron where I live.
You could put Doxie to work in tree planting, make extra cash. My 2 pocket dogs have painted toe nails, we couldn’t muss our nails digging in dirt.
Piles of doxies! aaah! 
It’s fun to say, “wiener dogs!”
Wiener dogs!
Wiener dogs!
Wiener dogs!
They’re trying to find Joe Pesci and his brother, aren’t they?
We say weenie dog! Yea, it’s fun to say. My son has a sign that says: “Weenie Dog lives here, Beware, he can’t hold his Likker”
I’ve got a good story for that, but it will have to wait…
Oh, come on. Tell it.
:skritches:
Got time now.
Dixie’s tongue is about 36 inches long, spring-loaded and anchored around the base of her tail. It’s deadly strong and accurate.
One day, long ago, she was toddling around the yard. She had something in her jaws. I call her over, and she’s got a dead mouse. I yell at her to spit that nasty thing out. I pick her up, kick the mouse away and sit down with her on the back step.
Just then, a friend of mine pulls into the yard. Haven’t seen him in a long time. He’s a dog lover, so wants to see Dixie, the new dog.
I tell him, “Don’t let her get too close to your face”. Well, he didn’t heed that advice, and holds her up, and she fires that nasty, dead mousy tongue right into his mouth like a bolt of lightning.
Nasty!
Dachshunds are the best, aren’t they?
Yea I have been hit with the dachshund tongue. My Sons dog is indeed a kisser. He also has the worst breath known to dog-dom. I bring certs for him when I go to their house. Doesn’t help much. He is one comical dog, though. He gets up to all manner of mischief.
One less ground squirrel in the world today thanks to Mr. Ted.
Killed it good!
Aww poor squirrel-y. Which pupper is Mr.Ted?
Mr. Ted is the weird one. The one that looks like a Beagle. White and Orange, but pure Dachshund.
Look at that face, and it’s hard to believe he’s a stone killer.
Those innocent eyes!!
This Dogberg gif always makes me of your crew, Gatopescado. There’s no keeping a good Dachsie down!
That’s Classic!
Just the other day, Dixie tried to jump into my lap, but was torpedoed mid-jump by Trixie from out of nowhere.
I can just see a weenie dog torpedo flying through the air.
I had a Rat Terrier who could fly (almost). If you held any food item any where away from your face, it would be stolen in one quick move. It happened many times, mostly to people who were unaware of her special talents. She was an accomplished thief.