Ok this one is for all the guys out there (my dad included)! Check out these super awesome remote control pet toys from Go Go Dog Pals.
Each remote control dog toy is outfitted with long range operation (up to 350 Feet) and variable speed control (up to 25 MPH). The outer shell shape and material is designed so dogs cannot grasp and puncture it. The Pal’s purpose-built sturdy chassis is engineered to operate on most surfaces and land upright when flipped. Sounds like a super fun chase toy if you ask me!
You can fetch the Go Go Dog Pal for $230.
Disclosure: This is not a sponsored post, nor do I own any of these products. I just simply wanted to share my latest find!
Did you ever get a case of the zoomies? You know the feeling, all you want to do is run as fast as you can – ears flapping in the wind – your best friend trailing hopelessly behind you. Just the usual….
I hopped on the bus at the fairgrounds in the hopes of seeing some exciting racing!
The turnout to the event was much larger than I expected, especially since for the better part of the morning we were stuck under a raincloud.
I wasn’t going to let a little rain stop me from having a good time though, so I pulled up my hood and got ready for some fun!
First I hit up the food tent and ate some yummy Beerwurst, I’m drooling still thinking about it.
After my belly was full I decided to mingle and check out the goat racing competition.
Tension was high, as the goats argued amongst each other about who they thought would come out on top and have the honor of getting the ceremonial bock beer named after them.
I sniffed out all the competitors and secretly made my bets on who I thought would win.
I also made sure to keep looking over my shoulder, because I don’t trust anything with horns!
Not only did I meet goats at the races, but there were lots of dogs there too, like this big guy who had a go pro camera strapped to his back.
I also met this guy, Chase the mini Australian Shepherd. He reminded me of my best buddy Trooper, but much more my size!
While I bounced around the event I attracted quite a bit of attention from the children there (as well as the adults that couldn’t help but want to take my picture).
The kids were my favorite part though, because where there’s kids, there’s food!
Finally it was time for the goat races to start, or so I heard, because I couldn’t see anything on account of being so short! #shortdogproblems
Thankfully mom and dad helped me work my way to the front of the crowd so that I’d had a much better view.
And before I knew it the goats were off….well kinda. I’m not sure what I was expecting, maybe because I’m used to seeing and racing in the dachshund races – well goats aren’t quite as speedy!
It was quite comical to watch actually, and at the end of the day it was announced that the goat, Spartacus was the champion!
But in a major upset on monday it was re-announced that the new winner was Jixxer after a photo surfaced of his leg crossing the finish line ahead of Spartacus. So much drama at the goat races! I guess better luck next year Spartacus!
P.S. I hear the champion Jixxer is up for adoption! Maybe next year I’ll have my own goat to enter, as the ponies on the farm have been asking for a goat buddy for a long time now!
For those of you who follow me on Facebook I’m sure you have been on the edge of your seats waiting for me to share all my adventures from this past weekend at the Yuengling Oktoberfest event in Bethlehem, Pennyslvania.
Well after obtaining my special Puppy Pass (for VIP Dachshunds only) I was excited to attend my very first Oktoberfest!
I was super excited to see some fellow germans at the Oktoberfest – I felt right at home immediately!
I had fun touring around the event, everything smelled so wonderful, especially the sausages and beer!
I quickly began to make new friends – the german ladies loved me, what can I say I’m a handsome guy!
Even the children couldn’t keep their hands off me!
I had fun soaking up the culture, and after watching some german dances I was definitely ready for the main event – the Dachshund Races!
The Dachshunds came from all over to race, and there was even a few other super heroes in the mix besides myself!
I even got to meet one of my Facebook friends, Super Dash, who came sporting a bowtie his mom made him from my DIY Bowtie tutorial!
There were dachshunds big and small – some twice my size, some half my size, but everyone came for one reason – to race for the title of Champion!
With over 40 Dachshunds competing I knew it was going to be pretty tough to beat them all. But after winning a few of the preliminary heats I was pretty confident I could make it to the top. And after showing off a few of my favorite tricks I was clearly the crowd favorite to win when I made it to the final race!
Just watch what happened yourself….
If you had trouble telling what happened – it’s because mom’s camera skills were not so stellar. She said it was difficult to film me and call my name/shake cookies at the same time. Excuses, excuses.
Regardless, I won 3 preliminary heats, beating out some really fast weenies – and earning myself a spot in the final against 2 other super fast dachshunds. The final race was run and I came in at a photo finish with a dachshund named Tucker – who had me beat in size by a lot! So the judges decided to re-run the race, just me and Tucker.
I like to think I won that final race, but since it was so close to call the judges said Tucker won by just a nose!
Even though I didn’t win the coveted Champion title, reserve champ still came with some pretty nice perks. I got to take home this hand-blown glass dog bone from the ArtsQuest Glass Blowing Studio and these yummy handmade cookies from Whisker Biscuits.
Not only that but I also brought home not one, but two dachshund cakes from the Vallos Bakery! (too bad mom says they are only for human consumption).
Even though I can’t say I’m the Dachshund Races Champion it still feels pretty great to be Reserve Champion. After all, I am still faster than a speeding bullet!
On Sunday I’m packing a bag and heading to Bethlehem, Pennsylvania for their annual Oktoberfest! Not only do I plan to mix and mingle among fans of my german heritage, but mom and dad have also entered me into the Dachshund Races.
It’s been a number of years since I’ve put on my running shoes and raced, but the last time I did I came in as the reserve champ! So I figured it was time to lace up my sneakers again and get to training so that I have an even better chance at winning this time.
You might remember that a couple of months ago I visited the Rodeo in Amish Country, well this time I was back to watch my mom and Boomerang compete in it!
Boomer was competing in a sport called Team Penning, which basically means that three riders have 90 seconds to round up three cows that are the same number (a number is called out by the announcer at the start) and pen them into a small corral at the other end of the arena.
My buddy Boomer is pretty new to moving cows around, and this was only the third time he’s tried team penning.
Luckily he had me in the stands to cheer him on, and I think I was good luck because on his very first time out Boomer’s team penned their cows well under the time limit!
Not to brag, but I pretty much taught him all he knows!
On Monday nights there is a rodeo of sorts held in the heart of Amish Country – practically right outside my backdoor. Of course I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to take a trip to the Hillbrook Rodeo!
Tucked away in farm country this rodeo is open to riders of all ages – boasting barrel racing, pole bending, team penning, and various other speed sports. (For the non-horse enthusiast, it basically had cows and horses that like to run really really fast).
The team penning was pretty fun to watch, with the object being that three riders need to pick out three cows (all containing the same number on their sides) and separate them from their herd, putting them into a different pen. The Amish gals made it look easy – even while riding in a dress!
One of the little girls I met at the rodeo offered to lend me her pony so I could give team penning a try too.
Very tempting, considering that her miniature horse was JUST MY SIZE, but I had to take a pass this time.
After all, being a spectator was turning about to be way too much fun anyway.
The sights, sounds, and smells of the rodeo were grand, and you can bet I’ll be returning again this summer!
My pony friends recently got in a shipment of new equipment to use during their mounted games competitions on the farm!
These brand-new items for the Windsor Castle Race looked pretty spiffy to me, but there is really no way to tell until Inspector Ammo makes his rounds.
The traffic cones looked alright I guess, and would have gotten an A++ instead of an A if they smelled like dead animals instead of new plastic though.
The polo balls were a bit tough to inspect because they were very difficult for me to pick up.
Rolling them was a bit more effective – but just not as fun.
I was distraught as to whether I should give them a passing grade for pony usage – especially since they didn’t come equipped with squeakers inside.
But then I decided, what the heck, squeaker or not how can you not have fun with a ball! So go ahead ponies, have fun with your new toys – they passed inspection! Yipee!
Screaming at the top of my lungs this past weekend to cheer on my pal Boomerang wasn’t the only highlight of my trip to Maryland. Oh yes, I got to go camping with my family!
After helping pack the horse trailer – Boomerang, mom, dad and me headed south for the weekend.
I love camping because it means I get to spend lots of time outdoors doing manly outdoor things….like collecting sticks.
Helping dad build the campfire is also quite fun – although it is a shame that all those perfect chewing sticks will soon be going up in flames.
But, it was quite chilly on Saturday night, so I was happy to sacrifice a few of my sticks for the sake of warmth.
I’m a fan of a lot of things – cheese, hot dogs, squeaky toys – but being a Number One Fan requires a lot more work.
You have to pay attention at all times so you don’t miss a second of the action.
You have to be willing to brave the elements and come prepared with extra blankies.
You have to keep your eyes glued on your favorite players at all times.
You have to keep a mental score as well.
You have to cheer the loudest out of anyone.
You have to empathize when the game gets a little tough.
You must never give up hope.
And you must ride along during every race as if you were there.
Congrats to my pal Boomerang for an excellent weekend competing in the MGAA Mid-Atlantic #1 Games Competition. And thanks for letting me come along for the ride.
