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Introducing Herbie

We were saddened this past December by the passing of our sweet mini dachshund, Jake. He was with us for 15 wonderful years. His tail always seemed to be wagging, his eyes filled with love. We will miss you Jake. It wasn’t just my wife and I who were hurting. His best buddy, Brodie, our other dachshund waited days for him to come home. We all had a hole in our hearts that longed to be fulfilled.

Not many days after Jake’s passing another mini dachshund was born in the state of Michigan. We were not anticipating his birth. In fact, we never even knew he existed until I queried a breeder in February of this year.

As soon as he was old enough to leave his littermates we went to pick up our new all black mini dachshund puppy who had traveled to New York to meet us. We decided to name our new fiend, “Herbie,” having grown up on “Love Bug” movies.

He whimpered softly on the forty-five minute car ride home, no doubt missing his family. When we walked in the house and I set him on the floor next to Brody, he immediately showered him with kisses. The two have been inseparable pals ever since.

Welcome to our family Herbie!

Brody loves spring!

mini dachy

All winter long Brody proved to be the most loving and cozy lap dog.  Then spring came and awakened the wild beast in him.  Our once manageable walks together became adventures in mayhem.  There are robins to chase and lots of people and dogs to bark at.  Did I mention squirrels, geese and deer?  He’s now entering his third year and I had to remind myself that this behavior is not new. See post: Brody takes a walk

I’ve discovered a countermeasure, however, that has proven to be very effective.  When he sees something causing him to enter a bark frenzy, I pick him up and hold him in my arms and immediately he stops barking.  I can now carry on a conversation with a neighbor without trying to talk over Brody’s obnoxious barking.  


Brody loves snow


Heavy winter snowfall creates unique challenges for a small short-legged dog.  This does not dampen his enthusiasm however.  After donning his favorite sweater, Brody begs to venture out.  My snowblower creates a path, allowing him to happily bound along scooping up the icy moisture with his tongue.