Dachshund ears blowing in the wind

It's definitely getting ready to storm. My ears tell me so.

I may sound ferocious while playing with Dad, but it's all an act. Do you see my tail wagging? I'm just having fun! And I am always up for a kiss!



*A caution - most dogs aren't even-tempered enough to allow you to kiss them while roughousing, so don't try this at home, kids. -Chloe's mom

Happy Father's Day

Here I am on Father's Day, in my favorite spot in the whole world:




My Dad brings out my silly side; he allows me to drink from his water glass without a second thought; he always lets me have a nibble of whatever he's eating (except chocolate), and he is the best napper in the world.

Dad wasn't so sure about getting a dog; it's because he held out so long that they ended up getting me. If he had been ready for fatherhood earlier, who knows how things would have turned out?

Uh oh, I'd better step it up...

Mom was showing Dad these pictures of puppies from my birthplace. I don't want to share all of the love I get (or my space)!




(Chloe is so perfect, we can't imagine how any other puppy could live up to her. She will remain an only [dog] child! -Chloe's Mom)

Kitty Punisher

Normally when Mom says "bad kitty" I punish the offending cat. Usually it's when they're eating my food or drinking my water. I'm not living up my reputation as resident Kitty Punisher in this video, though:

Two princesses on their pillows

Mom let me finish her bowl of yogurt. Can you tell?

These were taken last weekend, because it certainly hasn't been that sunny in a while.

I promise Mom, it wasn't me

I can't jump up on the kitchen counter to knock the paper towels over, remember?

I'm in naughty mode again

AlphaDog is gone, so I'm on my worst behavior for feeble-minded pack member Mom. I was barking at the kitties so much that she had to put me in my pen for a time out.

My new favorite toy

Because I'm such a good dog, Mom and Dad can't not bring me home a toy or treat practically every time they leave the house. My latest present, the Kong Wubba, thrills me to no end. I have no idea why; it just does.




Yikes, I look scary here:


Dad, you don't have to bring anything home for me from Colorado; just seeing you again will be present enough! I miss you.

Couch time!

Hanging out with my Dad and Seymore.
Seymore was interfering with my Dad time, so I made him leave.