My New Bone

Yes, over the weekend my mom brought me home a brand new bone! I can’t even begin to tell you how long it’s been since I’ve had a bone. I think mom’s starting to feel guilty about leaving me home next week when she takes Minnow to Chincoteague Island for the annual Pony Penning. I’m not going to say the new bone makes up for this, because it doesn’t, but it is a good start.

ammo the dachshund bone

Of course the first thing I did with my new bone was to try to take it outside for a good old fashioned burying. However, there was a little snag in my plan.

Sigh. I’m thinking things would have gone a lot smoother had I gotten out my Super Cape.

ammo the dachshund new bone

The Dog Door

Yes, the dog door. Sometimes it’s my best friend. Perfect for bringing inside sticks, apples from the apple tree and lots more outside treasures when mom isn’t looking. Yet other times it’s my enemy. Too small to fit the real treasures through.

I think I need an upgrade to the extra wide model.