- He can cover himself up when he lies down. He roots his nose under his covers and flips them up until he can tuck himself in. It's adorable, but oftentimes I have no clue where he is cause he is so very well tucked.
- He didn't bark for 3 days, and now that he has it is surprisingly all rough and crackly. I don't think he was allowed to bark before us, or just 'didn't' bark... I think is false, because dogs bark... and dachshund dogs bark the paint off the walls.
- He is terrified of porches. Apparently he was left on the porch hour after hour, so when we are going in and out to potty he won't stay on the porch, choosing to dart as fast as he can into the house. I've taken to leaving the back door (which goes into the kitchen from the porch) open so he can do just that... You're Welcome Kentucky Utilities... I will be adding $87 to that budget payment starting this month. >_<
- You can teach an old dog new tricks, provided you have a big a$$ bag of treats. One week after his arrival, Newby can bark on command. Next up on our "Training the Elderly Tour" we plan to work on lying down.
- He loves me. I mean LOVEEESSSSS me. He follows me around, snuggles in, has totally bonded with me. I'm his security blanket, his sunshine, his everything. And he makes me sweat while he is showing his snuggly, buggly-boo, love to my limbs each time we sit down.
- He hates singing. Ok, he doesn't hate all singing, but that stupid Maroon 5 "Payphone" song Puddles has made my brain not wanna give up, he hates. I can sing Pink Floyd, Zac Brown Band, Madonna, Soundgarden, etc, and not a peep.. Start singing "Payphone" and he goes nuts with this whining, barking and snapping. Thank you N00Bs, I'm pretty sure you are the most awesomezingnessful dog ever to hate that song, too.
- Speaking of Puddly-Duddly-Doo, I'm pretty sure he has a crush on her.
- He has learn, like we all have learned, to defer to King Milo as the alpha... and he and Dixie are fighting it out through growls and hair up on the back, who is #2 to Milo's Jean-Luc Picard. (Star Trek NG reference makes this post all kinds of awesomesauce, just sayin'!!) Lunch and Dinner are hilarious. They let Milo eat, then go to their bowls, growling and showing eye whites through the whole thing. No matter how far apart their bowls are, they fuss at each the whole time they are eating. I'm not a behaviorist, but I'm pretty sure it will work it's way out without bloodshed.
- He loves the water. Milo and Dixie have both found 'stank' to roll in this week necessitating a bath and both times Newby begged to get into the water with them. That, to me, is odd. But, oh, well!! Clean dog = happy mommy.
- His little (shhhhhhh) tinkly problem isn't as bad as they made it out to be. Seriously, Dixie tinkles more than he does.... (she tinkles every time we come home... luckily one person has let her out of the house and she is outside meeting Reed or me at the door when it happens...) He doesn't like to be startled or have rough/mean tone taken... as long as you aren't dropping dishes or telling him he is the evil dachshund son of a Cerebus, well all is well. And, with a face as sweet as that?? Who could ever talk mean to him!
4 comments:
Sounds as if Newby is starting to really show is beautiful personality! He is such a cutie pie too.
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Hugs,
Lily Belle
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Tucking yourself in is a PAWSOME ability! I need to learn that one. I get Momma to tuck me in instead.
And to think those ridiculous people were going to put him to sleep over a problem that isn't even a problem. Dogs don't need licenses, people wanting to get a dog nees licenses!
Nubbin wiggles,
Oskar
Sounds like feeding time at your home is interesting!
Kisses and hugs
Lorenza
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