Cerenia Now!

Hello … it’s me!!


Well, it’s been a busy few weeks. Most pups are preparing for Christmas. I’m busy supervising my back yard.


It’s non-stop supervision. And you have to stay on these contractors, or the whole project can go askew.


I don’t know about you, but I like to get down into the details. No 30,000 foot view from my perspective.


Back on solid ground, I inspect the surroundings, always assessing potential threats. I find great joy in probing sand for potential lunch-time morsels.


I know the average doxie has an established routine … one that looks something like this.

Dachshund In Native Habitat

I’m not against that, but before I took a nap I needed to inspect the pool equipment for rusted metals.


In a few days shotcrete goes in the pool. Then we are making progress.


It looks like the casita will be done around Christmas Day. Dad already ding’d a wall moving the toilet in (#goodmemories #careless #touchuppaint).




All of this work exhausted me. I began to feel bad.


Next thing you know, I set a #personalbest with an even twenty trips outside to go to the bathroom.

This prompted a trip to the vet.


Do you know what my x-rays revealed?



I don’t know what “gas in the fundus” is, but it isn’t exactly pleasant!

I was prescribed a four-pack of Cerenia and pills to quell the desire of my intestinal tract to pump waste materials through my plumbing every 45 minutes. Oh, and a bonus shot to stop vomiting. Oh, and some gravy flavored sprinkle-ings that are fortified with bacterium.

Mmmmmmm …. fortified.

That was Friday. Today is Tuesday, and I’m returning to normal. There’s nothing like a little bit of diaper rash cream to subside the swelling, #amirite?


Yuletide Pup

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Thanksgiving weekend … and we’ve got it all goin’ on … Casita construction, football, and Christmas decorations.

Take a look at this decoration.


Is it a decoration? Is it? IS IT? This video tells you what I think of our yuletide pup (visit the website if you cannot see the video via email).

It’s a disturbing video, #amirite? Yuletide pup just sits there and stares while I do all talking. What kind of relationship is that? And I didn’t ask for the relationship in the first place.

I put my uncomfortable relationship with yuletide pup aside for a few minutes … it is Thanksgiving weekend and that means non-stop FOOTBALL. Watch me run the jet sweep (visit the website if you are reading this via email … http://dashthedachshund.com).

I spent the first half of my life chasing chupacabras, assessing threats, generally exploring the wood chipper of life with gusto.


So it shouldn’t be a surprise to anybody that I can tote the pigskin. For my next act of genius, I plan on figuring out what the heck a QR code is doing on a woodchipper. Maybe the QR code will grant me the knowledge necessary to deal with yuletide pup.

Pex! We’ve Got Pex!

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Casita USA is moving right along, pups … and there is no time for vacationing in an RV in 80 degree weather because I’ve gotta inspect the pex. But first off, I have to navigate the expansive yard of sand that I now inhabit.


So across the dunes I go.


Did you see those red lines? That’s the outline for where the pool is going to be. Three months from now I’ll be in the process of drowning if I’m located right there, #amirite?

Plumbing and Electrical are in process – today I got to inspect the pex.


Blue is for cold water, pups!

Guess what? Mom and Dad took me over to the model homes so I could see what appliances are installed in the model Casitas. They let the pups come in!!


That’s a good deal!

We headed home later in the afternoon, and Dad put on satellite radio for me. I get to hear this song five times a day … and quite honestly, that’s five times a day too much!



Supervising The Progress

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Just a quick note before I get back to pounding some nails in two-by-fours, k?

I’ve been busy supervising activities … and in the course of two weeks, things have really moved along.


In my spare time, I shared a few chewies with my new bestie, Frank.


And after a hard day of supervising duct work, I like to kick it with a small serving of duck jerky, #amirite?



Hello! It’s me!


Our yard is a war zone … not in the militaristic sense, but certainly in some other sense I don’t possess the language to describe. Our casita has a foundation and much of the trenching is complete.


So Dad says “we’re getting out of the house today, let’s do some chores.” I thought this would be fun. It wasn’t much fun. I’d rather be doing this (visit the website if your email message doesn’t render the video like I’m rendering this creature) …

We prepared for our trip.


And we drove.


I snacked.


I sought out a change of scenery.


Dad kept listening to his music. I got tired of his music. I wanted to listen to my music for once. So I asked Dad a simple question.


“Can I listen to this song?”


Dad said the smoke from Snoop Dogg’s weed would penetrate our car if we listened to his music. He said no.

I asked for this song.


Dad asked me to stop asking for songs from artists with the word “Dogg” in their name.

I asked for this song.


Dad said I couldn’t ask for a song currently playing on SiriusXM. We then had this conversation:

Me: Can I hear something from Fats Domino? He died last week.

Dad: No. And you don’t even know a single Fats Domino song.

Ain’t that a shame? Hmmmm.

So we went back to endless driving. I felt boxed in, unable to do anything, unable to go anywhere.



But then Dad stopped at a classic establishment …


There’s nothing wrong with Chicken Chorizo, #amirite?


Did you see me stalking the goods?

And then more driving.



Our next stop was to pick up a sewing machine for Mom. Finally a diversion from the endless array of pop hits Dad forced upon me.



Dad said we were headed home. Whew!


When we finally got home (three hours later) I resumed normally scheduled activities.


It’s not fun to do chores. It’s even less fun to listen to Dad’s music. It’s a lot of fun to chew on rawhide!

Let The Building Commence!

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Thanks to all of you who offered birthday wishes yesterday … I turned two (2), which means that I’m a big boy capable of big boy adventures.


Did you see the mess in my back yard? I’ve been playing in the mess all week. It turns out that we truly are building a Casita and Pool!!


Our new friends, who arrive at 6:40am with heavy-duty equipment in tow, had to dig a trench for our sewer. It was a delightfully disruptive process.




The builders told me the foundation goes in early next week – and then vertical building of the Casita begins in earnest!

Our builders cleaned things up nicely yesterday – efficient work if I may be so bold.


A few tidbits for you. First, if you are going to Lowe’s and are in need of a gift for Christmas, consider this:


Second, I enjoy a good comic as much as the next pup, #amirite?

Dachshund In Native Habitat

And third, speaking of birthdays … please give a big welcome to my half-brothers and half-sisters … look at those little cuties!