Thursday, July 15, 2010

The Dog Days Of Summer

It seems just yesterday that I wrote about blizzards, snow drifts and cold days. Now I find myself all in a sudden submerged in what I would call a 'sticky heat wave'. One way of finding some relief from temperatures in the 90's is going swimming. I try to swim three to four times a week and I must say it sure beats going to the gym sweating bullets.Dogs are way more heat sensitive than we are, and exercising them turns into a real challenge. Unless we get up at around 5 o'clock in the morning, I don't really see a chance to get them out without jeopardizing their health. Tessa's fur is fit for life in the arctic circle and the dachshunds may not have that kind of fur coat, but they make up for it by being very low to the ground, thus catching all the heat that reflects from the ground. On a hot day the temperature of asphalt can easily reach over 150 F, posing a serious health risk for dogs - especially those low to the ground.
The furgang usually gets fed two regular meals. One in a.m and one in p.m. Their a.m. ration stays pretty much the same in the summer. However, I replace their evening ration with some frozen meat in a kong and boy, do they love that ! Not only is it a refreshing treat, it also gives them some pleasant entertainment during times where physical activities have to be limited because of the temperature.

I would love to take them swimming. Try to find a lake, river or creek around here that isn't polluted to the point where it gets worrisome to send your dog in. Also, the Budelheimers are made from sugar and will melt should they ever be exposed to something as highly dangerous as water. Tessa would love to go for a swim. The question is: Where ? ? ?
Doggy swim places charge you easily $ 40 for half an hour which is quite costly, not counting in more than an hour driving time to get there. Thank God there's the garden hose and she actually truly enjoys getting hosed down on occasion.

Back to getting up early. The amount of wildlife one encounters is great - even with a bunch of lunatic dogs at your side. This morning we went to Great Falls Park and saw lots of deer and vultures:
The dogs last about an hour and then they're ready to go back home. Oh the dog days of summer........ I'm all for winter right about now. :-)

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Not What The Brochure Said.....

Walter has been part of the Mclean Furgang for a month now and he has captured our hearts with his Mr. Magoo like demeanor and sweet, confused personality. Unfortunately, a few days into his presence at our house Bica decided that Walter looked at her the wrong way and that he came too close to her precious bed. She angrily pinned him to the ground and bit him. Monster came out of nowhere and supported Bica's attempts to seriously hurt the poor old man. I was able to rescue him from the fangs of the Budelheimers and as a result of all the mayhem he got to go on his first trip to the vet with me. Thank God for nurse Tessa who felt really sorry for the little guy and helped to nurse him back to health:

Bica seems okay now with Walter and shows only tentative signs of aggression, but I am really afraid that some clumsy movement of his will trigger another outburst and so I just keep them separated for now. It's better for my peace of mind too. Monster's behavior towards Walter is pretty neutral and I'm not really worried about any danger coming from him. Now back to the "Walter Brochure". Initially I was told that Walter basically does three things: Eat, sleep and go potty. Sleeping being his number one activity. That worked out for about a week and then the "brochure" needed an update.
Walter was on "Purina" dog food when I first got him and if you have been following this blog you know that I am a strong opponent of doggy junk food. Purina being pretty high up on my list of "what-not-to-feed-to-your-dog". Walter's skin was very flaky and dull and I switched him immediately over to a diet of "Honest Kitchen" (grain free) and boiled chicken. After a month on high quality food there's not a single flake to be seen and his coat is very smooth and shiny. I understand that rescue organizations need to feed whatever donations they are getting and I'm very grateful for all they do, but after the dog's been adopted I see no reason not to change his diet for the better.
Blame the diet, blame the environment, but Walter Magoo has turned into quite an active senior.
His day now looks as follows: Get up at 5 a.m. , climb up the hill behind the house and run back down to the house. This activity takes about 10 minutes and seeing him run is so cute. It's more or less a slow motion bunny hop, but he looks very pleased with himself. After the morning exercise it's breakfast time and distribution of his heart and thyroid medicine. After that he climbs back to bed and sleeps until about 11, when he demands his second outing. He strolls around in the yard and Tessa is mostly by his side for this one. BTW: He thinks, Tessa has a very attractive rear end, that old Casanova. :-) Walter does not drink water and therefore I have to mix something tasty in with his fluids. (i.e. canned meat or chicken broth). At lunchtime he gets his "hydration soup" and goes back to sleep until about 2 pm. If I dare not be present at the time of him waking up, he'll howl like a wolf until I let him out for another patrol in the yard. After the yard patrol he does a house inspection and goes back to sleep until his inner clock tells him that it's dinner time. That is around 5 pm. 5:30pm until 7 pm he sleeps again and then it's off to yet another house and yard inspection.
In other words: The old man is feeling his oats and full of energy. After all - he's almost 100 years old in doggy years. Not bad !

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Oh Dear - Water !

No - not Walter. WATER ! Nothing worse for Budelheimers than water. In their opinion the world could burn up and no matter how refreshing a swim would be, it's out of the question to get those precious paws wet. Tessa on the other hand would spend her life in the water if she could.

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Here comes Walter !

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.

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 ! :-)





Wednesday, June 9, 2010

The Budelheimer Welcome Committee

........so typical:

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 ?