Wiener Dog Rescue Blog

Look at my handsome great grandbaby!

We love a happy ending here at CDR and Roo is one lucky little guy!

Doxchi?  Chidach?  Taco hotdog?

Hi there everyone, my name is Ruffus but my mom calls me Roo or Roo-Ster. I was rescued but not from CDR, mom was visiting her dad up north and was told of 2 puppies under a shed out behind the nursing home. Mom just had to go and take a look. There I was with my little brother cold, scared and hungry. One of the staff at the nursing home took my brother and of course mom had to take me. So now I am a happy 5 and 1/2 month old 8 pound chiweenie. I love to play with my squeaky toys specially the ball I have in this picture because it is loud and it bugs mom & dad when they are watching TV or when mom is on the phone with a business client. I have to keep up the pesty side of being part dachshund. Oh by the way my doggie mom is a mini smooth dachshund and my doggie dad is a chihuahua. Mom done some snooping around and found out where I came from but it’s still a puzzle how my brother & I got under that shed

Thanks for reading my story

High Paws….Roo

Eww... is this made from wiener dog grapes?

The humans taking care of our newest ladies to join Club CDR gave us an update on how they are doing:

Bella and Chloe are doing very well!  Both recovering nicely from their spays and other minor ailments. They are so, so happy to have two foster parents who love them – we don’t think they’ve ever had that before!

The girls are attached at the hip. Bella is the older (and smarter) one, and Chloe will follow her anywhere. The vet estimated them to be roughly 5 and 10 years old, and these two play like puppies but sleep like retirees! They must be adopted together because it would break their hearts to be apart.

They came to us un-house trained, but are getting better by the day. Bella already understands that she needs to go outside, and Chloe will eventually follow Bella’s lead, as she does in every other way.

Bella and Chloe have been walking Queen Street East in Leslieville for a week now. If they had a sign on them saying “adopt me” they would already be in their permanent loving home.

The Ladies of Leslieville

Shakin' that wiener maker!

Best friends and sisters and all round adorable!

So we all know that I am the prettiest long haired lady this side of the Don Valley Parkway but lately Mommy and Daddy have been discussing something troubling.

You see, I have a big sunny backyard with a pool and  in the summertime we spend lots of time in the pool and the sunshine but I end up in the house because my beautiful black locks make me hot.   Mommy wants to shave me for the summer and Dad thinks I will look stupid.

So what do you think wieners?  Shave or no shave?

It’s Frankie. I need your help. This morning they didn’t feed me. Instead, I was dropped off all alone at the vet’s office and they knocked me out and took some of my best biting teeth. I’m not feeling well and I’m stuck in a cage. Can someone please get me out of here?

Last week I was here and was told that aside from a broken tooth, I have a heart murmur and Cushings. I also have an enlarged heart and liver. The only good part about the visit is that the vet confirmed that I am not obese, it’s my enlarged organs and Cushings that give me my rotund shape. I’m on more medication than Holly now.

Gotta run. I’m borrowing the iPhone from the poodle in the next cage over to send this plea for help. Oh, and when you come, bring FOOD! Anything soft will do. My mouth hurts.

That’s one smart wiener!

Everybody howl!

I like this guy, he makes me feel svelte and slim. Quincy is new to the rescue. I heard the people say something about a diet…