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Weekend with Ammo
Now that mom is no longer confined to crutches, my weekends are starting to include lots of fun activities again. Here’s a little look into what I was up to this weekend…
Sunbathing at the shop with my gal pal Liebe!
Playing dress-up with some of the new jewelry at the shop.
Inspecting Trooper’s new house.
And hanging out with some of my favorite friends on the farm!
What did you do this weekend?
Bubble King
I bet you had no idea that I’m a King. Oh yes, there is royalty around these parts.
Because I am the KING OF BUBBLE WRAP!
Quality control, popping expert, ruler of the bubble mountain – I do it all!
Something about those satisfying little pops that just MAKE – MY – DAY!
I’m currently waiting by the front door of the shop for more packages to arrive – because this King wants to build a FORTRESS of bubble! It will be glorious, and you’re all invited!
On the Job
You may recall that there are some new changes happening on the family farm, most of which involve building Trooper a super duper new house!
And since we consider this the family farm, everyone is expected to pitch in and help with the construction, Trooper and I included. I am certainly no stranger to working hard on the farm, in fact, it wasn’t that long ago that I was just a wee pup being introduced to fence building with the family.
So for our newest family construction project we set out to tackle laying radiant flooring on the basement. I gave Trooper the task of Foreman #1.
I on the other hand, took on the job of Foreman #2, mostly because Foreman #2 can get away with taking naps on the job! Trooper is such a sucker.
On Day #1 of the install I oversaw the installation of the floor insulation which had to be cut and taped into place.
My crew worked pretty diligently but by sunset they still had lots of insulation left to install. (those slackers).
So by Day #2 I decided to get my hands dirty and speed up the process.
And wouldn’t you know, with my extra help the install went much quicker and by sunset we were nearly complete! I guess all they needed was a little doxie power!
Stay tuned, as there are lots more construction projects in my near future!
The Return of the Speed Bump
Ever since I initiated the “Dachshund Speed Bump” at work 2 years ago it has become a permeant fixture in the shop.
The location of the “speed bump” changes slightly from day to day, but the main idea is always the same …..
…..get as many people as possible to slow down and pet you.
I’ll admit, it does sometimes make for an exhausting work day.
The hours are long and grueling and you have to be willing to work for dog biscuits alone.
But, it helps to keep yourself limber and stretch out every hour or so during the day.
So next time you visit my shop please make sure you do not pass over the Dachshund Speed Bump….because I’m watching you!
Home Sweet Home
Home. Work. Farm. That pretty much describes a good majority of my life. So I thought it would be fun to give you all a little “peek behind the curtain” and show you exactly where I spend my days & nights.
This is home – my quiet little street in the ‘burbs where I have my own doggie door, keep all my favorite toys, and get to take naps on the couch.
This is work, right smack dab in the center of town.
It’s where I spend my Tuesday through Saturday greeting customers.
I take my work very seriously and although sometimes you’ll catch me napping on the job, it’s usually just a ruse to get you to rub my belly. (I’m sneaky like that)
This is the farm – my home away from home. It’s where I help train the trick ponies, do my chores, and play tag with Trooper and the kitties.
And if I’m truly showing you where I REALLY spend most of my time, there is one last photo I must divulge.
These are my groundhog holes. And I’m only showing you this because I KNOW you can keep a secret.
After all, there’s only one Super Dachshund fit to guard these holes, and it’s me!
Hunting Groundhogs – Superdog style
Everybody knows that when hunting groundhogs there is one major accessory that you must have. THE SUPER CAPE!
It gives you lightning speed and super digging powers.
Apparently Trooper missed the memo about the super capes.
Looks like I’ll have to venture underground solo on this one!
I’m Ammo the Dachshund, and I’m faster than a speeding bullet!
Over the River and Through the Woods…
Except this time I wasn’t going to grandma’s house! No, instead me and Trooper loaded into the family car and headed to the Pocono Mountains – to the family cabin!
Of course the first thing I did when I got there was run around like a maniac. Wouldn’t you?
After a few good laps, the next logical thing was to find dig a hole.
Only, I got a little carried away in my hole digging (I might need therapy) and before I knew it – I was stuck!
Don’t worry, everyone eventually dug me out – and mom reached in and pulled me to safety. I was a little muddy and tired – but that didn’t stop me from getting back in the hole TWO MORE TIMES (each complete with their own rescue mission). hehe.
Apparently after the third rescue everyone was getting a little tired of saving me (although I thought it was a blast) so I had to sit in time out in the cabin while mom barricaded the holes under the shed.
I promised not to do it again, so mom finally forgave me and let me outside to play with Trooper.
Look at me mom! I’m just like a dolphin!
And of course we HAD to take the row boat out onto the pond.
And to no one’s surprise, Trooper fell out within the first few minutes. I told him he should have worn a life vest (he sucks at swimming – even for a half Labrador).
So I gave Trooper a few pointers, and he actually started looking pretty good.
1..2..3..stroke. 1..2..3..stroke. 1..2..3..stroke.
I said use the towel Trooper!!
I think I see a tadpole!
After our boat ride I decided to give Trooper some more swimming lessons. “I said 10 more laps Trooper!”
Oh brother, he’s learned nothing!
This is just totally embarrassing for him. It’s the attack of the “Labra-dud” (you know, because he can’t swim). hehe.
Well, even though I got to run and play at the cabin while everyone else did “spring cleaning” – it was still an exhausting day!
This was fun and all, but when are we going home? There is a dog bed at my house that is calling my name!
Lumber Yard
It seems that around my house a dog’s day is never done.
Just when I think it’s time to punch out for the day – here we are headed to Lowes for lumber……until 9pm at night! Thank goodness mom felt sorry for me and let me sleep in the car…..
……instead of having to ride around in the shopping cart…..or even worse…..
…inside mom’s purse!
I was really hoping all the new lumber was for something really cool, like a dog house or a firetruck! But alas, mom says it’s to build garden boxes and the rest of dad’s workbench.
Really? We had to go to Lowes at 9pm for that? Just wake me when we make a pit-stop at Petco please.
Little Helper
Last Sunday Dad put up gutters on the shed in the back yard. Mom says it’s so we can collect rain for the rain barrel she got for Christmas – and then we can water the magic horse poop and get some good eats this summer!
That’s great and all – but if it’s soooooo important to put the gutters up, then why did I get stuck behind the fence while everybody else helped?
At first I thought it was a punishment. But then I remembered I hadn’t chewed anything bad in AT LEAST a week, so it couldn’t be because of that.
Then I thought maybe it was because I was too short. But I showed mom that I could stretch really long, so it definitely couldn’t have been that.
It could of been because I didn’t have any rubber boots like mom, but she knows that getting my feet wet doesn’t bother me at all!
I thought perhaps if I showed mom how excited I would be if she let me help then I could get out from behind the fence, but jumping up and down did nothing.
Then when I saw Dad climbing the ladder I realized what it was……..
I left my tool belt at work.
dang!