Wiener Dog Rescue Blog

As a dachshund, it’s hard to remember that it’s not always about me. It is contrary to all my instincts to consider others but this is what I have to do for the rescue. I can’t promise to keep my rants to myself all the time, but I’ll remember that this is a rescue blog first and my own soapbox second. K has changed her password, and we don’t expect any more interruptions.

I want you to meet one of the foster dogs, Chloe. She came from a shelter in Quinte and was skin and bones when she arrived. She also had a nasty case of kennel cough, and she has a heart murmur. She has stopped coughing and her murmur is not so bad that it’ll prevent her from being spayed.

Chloe has potential adopters so you won’t see her on the site, but I wanted to remind you what we’re all here for and where the donations go. It has been quiet, but there are three new dogs entering the rescue as soon as transport can be arranged, and the busy season is coming. Over the past 10 years, I’ve learned about the flow of dogs and when the weather gets nice and people start thinking about vacations, the rescue gets busy.

I’m glad this one has a home because I know the people here have a soft spot for dappled girls!

On behalf of all of us weenies to our humans please take care of our special backs no matter how cheesy the instructional video.

Doxie-otter???

I LOVE my new baby, she smells so good and tastes even better!  I know, I know, we aren’t supposed to like the wee ones but I can’t leave her side, she is mine to take care of.  Plus I can bark louder then she can cry.

Well she’s cool as long as she stays out of my toys and gives me some of hers.  When she is ready to start dropping food on the floor I’m right there to clean it up, but not boobie milk, YUCK!

Humans. Can’t live with ‘em. Can’t open cans without ‘em.

What’s so bad about sisters? ANNOYING!!!!! Tell me I’m not patient and they don’t deserve a little bite here and there.

I was happily napping alone on the couch this morning and then this happened:

I am not a pillow for Dumb and Dumber, and I don’t need my back licked. So I thought, fine. I’ll be a gentleman and will just move to a bed for a peaceful nap…

… and THIS happened. Let me blow it up so you can fully appreciate my expression:

They really don’t understand the concept of personal space. There are plenty of beds by the fireplace for everyone, by the way. Some days, that cage is the best seat in the house. At least I can get some peace and quiet.

What are you doing this weekend?

I am mostly lying in the sun, eating, napping and terrorizing Buzz but Emma (the red weenie) CeeBee (the flat face) and Roo (baby wiener mix) got a new toy so thier humans can take them for a bike ride.  Wheels up guys!

I love April, she’s a cuddler!

Love Buzz

Last night, mom was on the phone with tears in her eyes. It’s something I see far too often, and I knew it was bad when she said that we “had to let him go”.

Remember Baxter, the double dapple puppy? Along with being nearly blind and deaf, he had been having seizures since he was 4 weeks old. He had a couple on the weekend and didn’t recover well from them. He was rushed to emergency last night, listless and seizing. There was nothing that could be done. The emergency vets think his seizures were caused by a brain tumour and not epilepsy and the same thing was suggested by his own vet on the weekend.

I’m sad. I’m angry. I’m at a loss for words. I want to thank his foster mom for giving him a great life for the short time he was in rescue, and for making sure he knew he was loved up to his last minute.

Please encourage everyone you know to only purchase puppies from responsible breeders (or rescue!). Do it for Baxter.

Rest in peace, little guy. You’re in good company and I know there are no irresponsible selfish breeders where you are.

HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!

Duchess is cute. Robin… well, it’s just fur and it’ll grow back! I’m sure she’ll appreciate it when it’s hot out.