On Sunday, June 13th, I went to pick up our new family member Walter. Walter is a bit senile and loves his routine, but it took him no 24 hours to find himself a new bed (Bica's ! ! ! ) and he even figured out where the cookie jar is. Way to go Walter. :-)
I put together a little slide show about Walter's first two days with us. Enjoy !
Clicking on "view all images" will get you to the main page. There click on "full screen" to view the show.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Just Bica...
She has come a long way, our little Mrs. Budelheimer. I remember the expression on her face on the day we got her:
These images were made in the last couple of days. She has turned into such a little bundle of joy:
Somewhat mischievous at times. :-)
Very often with a big grin on her face. :-)
...and always a glimpse of sunshine in her eyes ! :-)
These images were made in the last couple of days. She has turned into such a little bundle of joy:
Somewhat mischievous at times. :-)
Very often with a big grin on her face. :-)
...and always a glimpse of sunshine in her eyes ! :-)Wednesday, June 9, 2010
The Budelheimers now have a Grandpa
Yep - you heard right. As I am writing this, Tessa's eyes are rolling back in her head in horror ! A third dachshund is looming on the horizon to move in with us. Poor thing - she will suffer from some sort of inferiority complex. A little while ago I stumbled upon poor Walter (That's grandpa's name) and I couldn't get him out of my head. Poor Rui (God - I love that man !) was run over by my enthusiasm for helping anything in need that has four paws and a cold nose. What can I say ? He agreed to give Walter a new home if the Budelheimers were agreeable. Poor Tessa - as usual - has no say in the matter. She gets along with anyone big or small and her approval of the old man was never an issue.
Walter is estimated to be about 12 years old, but upon meeting him I came to the conclusion that he must be at least around 14 years old. In other words: He needs a retirement home with tender loving care and two square meals and a soft bed he can stretch out those weary bones of his. He is a bit wobbly on his baroque little legs, but the sight of food sure makes him giddy. He's also stone deaf and I don't think I'll be teaching him any new tricks. His old ticker has a murmur and his thyroids are not what they used to be, but if he takes his medicine, he should be just fine. His mouth looks somewhat like Bicalina's and so I have two dogs on soft food. No problemo.
The Budelheimers now officially have their own grandpa. (I wonder why Tessa is rolling on the floor howling right now......... )
Does anyone feel sorry for me ?
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