winnie's wish

winnie would like to take this wednesday to wish her big brothers HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! today is riley's 12th birthday, and we also celebrate dash's on the same day since his is unknown. dash is 10 today. my little old men! i <3 you both so much. and so does winnie.

we'll be celebrating with frosty paws this weekend. yum!

paws in the park

this weekend was the annual paws in the park fundraising walk for the spca of central florida. and also the coldest weekend in months, as always seems to be the case for paws in the park. anywho, we all bundled up in our sweaters and strutted our stuff for homeless pets - raising $180! go weens!

they started getting antsy in the car.


we saw lots of fellow weens. i could always tell when one was near because riley would pull his leash.


it's a pretty long walk for little legs, so some crossed the finish line with a little help.


i bet this guy didn't take a single step.


some rolled...


in total style...


and some came just to hang out.


lots and lots of dogs. big...


and small.


thick...


and thin.


young...


and old.


beautiful...


oh who am i kidding, they're all adorable.


there were costumes. like a german shepherd in a tutu.


a steampunk gang...


and their dog.


paws in the park isn't reserved just for dogs either.


or even the pawwed.


and of course, there's always the swans.

well hello there

it's been quite a while. we moved over the holidays and are pretty settled now, just haven't been taking many pictures or in the blogging mood. but everyone is well. we went to the park last weekend, and i got zero pictures of winnie since she never left my lap. but the boys had fun running around. dash wandered off several times with some other dogs. it's so good to see him socializing. riley was socializing a little too much, if you catch my drift, the little pervert, so we finally had to leave.

someone needs a hair cut.


dash and his adorable poodle friend on an adventure.


riley barking at the german shepherd puppy.


riley still barking at the big dogs who'd like to have him as a snack. so bad.


who, me?

the happiest winnie wednesday of all

it's a special day today.


what is on my head?

happy 3rd birthday miss win!!!


what does that mean?

riley knows what it means.



frosty paws!



frosty tongues.

not winnie wednesday

saw this guy over at stuffonmywiener.com and had to do a double take. it isn't winnie - she would never be a patriots fan - but it could be her twin brother! i shall call him...twinnie.

a wordless winnie wednesday

happy howl-o-ween

halloween, what a great holiday. what's more fun than dressing up and getting free candy? we went to the annual dachshund meetup group costume party, and of course the dogs enjoyed every minute of it. we stayed pretty simple with the costumes this year, enhancing each dog's natural features and unique characteristics.

riley was a bee. he even attempted a little pollinating.

buzz bitches.

winnie was a rescue dog.

someone over here need *hic* rescuing?

and dash, with his spotted coat and girlish figure, was a cow.

oh the moo-miliation.

winnie wednesday

i went out of town for a long weekend and had a friend dog-sit the boys. but i wasn't comfortable leaving winnie with a "stranger" who isn't too familiar with animals, so i boarded her at the v-e-t. it was the scenario i was most comfortable with, and i knew it was the best for everyone to leave such a high maintenance dog with professionals. but i had no idea how much it would change her.

when i went to pick her up, she walked up front on her leash, looking nervously at everyone. but she didn't seem to recognize me, even though i was calling her name. as she got closer, i knelt down and let her sniff me, and as soon as she realized mom was there, she tucked herself into my lap. she was saaaaaaved! she was so calm in the car, no longer nervously pacing. and when we walked in the front door, she sniffed for half a second, then skipped off happily, realizing she was home for good. she bounced all over the boys, and they were happy to see her too. but the biggest change is that she is so much calmer all the time, and it's stuck. she runs at a normal pace, not a frantic flee. and she's going outside on her own, rather than me having to corner her on the couch and carry her to the door. she doesn't bolt off the couch when i sit up or reach over to pet her. big, big progress. the biggest since she first crawled into my lap at the dog park.

dash always seemed to make noticeable progress whenever something "eventful" happened, like a meetup or trip to the groomer, but these didn't do much for winnie's progress. it took me leaving her alone for four days and then coming to her rescue, and now she's a new dog. she's finally realized that she's safe, she's home.

my special dash

another reminder, i moved the blog and messed up everything, including the rss feed, so please update any bookmarks, links, subscriptions, etc. to weenoids.com!

i like to compare dash to an autistic child, because it's the best way to describe his special personality. he doesn't bark, doesn't play, doesn't really seem to be aware or interested in much of the world around him (unless it involves me or food). but every now and then, the dog in him comes out. and nothing makes me happier than seeing dash act like a normal, happy dog.

winnie likes to chew on an elk antler (from the daily coyote) while i'm getting ready for bed, and after months of not paying any attention, dash has taken an interest. i found him gumming it one night and practically had to fight him to take it away. and again the next night. and the next morning, he found it on the floor next to the bed and went to town. and then he PLAYED with it. i almost cried. my sweet, special dash is a real boy.

wispy wednesday

i loved winnie's fur when it was long, shaggy blonde curls. and i adored her skinny nakedness when i shaved her down. but now it's growing back, thin and wispy, and i think it's my favorite.

trying to get good pictures of her is so hard. because we go through this over and over and over again.

deer in headlights ack!


run away run away!


run back run back!


eh...deer in headlights ack!

weenoids

just a quick note - the blog name and url have changed. please update your links and subscriptions! cause i'm a dummy and changed the blogger url too, so everything broke.

weenoids.com

don't look over there, we're over here now!

who's a dummy? you are!

winnie's first year

last month was winnie's first gotcha day-versary. looking back at how winnie's progressed over the last year, she has come a long way. she no longer trembles when she's held by someone. she takes treats from my hands. she'll even approach me when i'm eating, interested in my food. she used to be too scared to even eat a treat or her food when anyone looking at her. her personality has blossomed. she is playful, and she wants to play so badly. that spunky little girl is in there, just dying to come out. but she's still so scared. and she is still a danger to herself when she's scared. she'll run head first into a wall, trying to get away. or she'll try to jump out of someone's arms at chest height. so, since it was time for her annual checkup at the v-e-t anyway, i asked him about anti-anxiety medication. i tried some natural remedies, but they didn't seem to help. and this isn't forever. it's just for now, to see if it can help to calm her down enough so she realizes that we're not here to hurt her. it's been almost a month, and so far, so good. hopefully big(ger) things will start happening soon.

as for the rest of her vet visit, she's completely healthy. and she weighs less than the cat.

august 29, 2010
scared to death in the back seat


october 2010 meetup
the only way to keep her from hiding under the table was to hold her


halloween 2010 meetup
little gingerbread girl


christmas 2010
she is a bearded dachshund


january 2011 meetup
the first time she crawled into my lap, now it's her favorite safe place


february 2011
napping viciously. it's always a good sign when they start sleeping belly up.


june 2011
the annual dachshund pool party at happy paws. she sank like a rock.
we'll work on it for next summer.