Sometimes being man’s best friend is a ruff gig. Training and caring for our hoomans is an arduous but rewarding process. We are solely responsible for ensuring they get their daily walks. We never know when they might dare to run errands without us to protect them, or eat food without first using our keen noses (and sometimes tongues) to inspect it. They never acknowledge that a mere drizzle of drool adds so much flavor. After all, it’s wrong to keep such deliciousness to ourselves.
As we get older, we realize that life really is all about us and it’s important that our hoomans know this. What would they become without us? How would they know when someone pulls into the driveway or when a bird sits on the railing? What would they do if they actually had to bend down and pick up the food they drop on the floor?
And, now that we’ve started to make mini-me’s… there is no stopping us!!!
Meet the Pack
“Simply Chloe Belle” started Mom’s addiction to miniature dachshunds. She is a short hair red piebald weighing about 8-1/2 pounds. She thinks she’s the queen of the house but we don’t always agree with that. Chloe has never meet a squeaker she felt needed to continue to squeak. She taught us how to get the squeaker and all that fluffy white stuff out of the insides and spread it all over the house. Mom really appreciates when we do that!
“Emmy Lou Who” is best hugger of all time. Let’s just ignore the fact that she must hug with her chin on the humans’ nose… She is a long hair black & cream dapple – and by long hair, we mean really fuzzy! At just over 11 pounds, she is also the biggest of us. She has never met a toy she didn’t like.
“Precious Penny Sue” is our baby sister. She cuddles and plays and loves each one of us. Don’t tell Mom, but we blame everything wrong we do on her! She is a short hair red piebald like Chloe. In fact, Mom says she is Chloe’s half sister because they have the same dad. That just confuses us because we thought we all had the same mom and dad. Humans – who can figure them out!
“Ginger Leigh” is our sweet little sister. She doesn’t like to bark at the Amish buggies or the birds like we do, but we still love her. And what a super jumper she is… right up over the side of mum’s chair. She is a riot! Ginger is a short hair red dapple (hidden) and wieghts about 9 pounds. She came to live with us after she had a litter of eight babies. Can you imagine! Not us!
“Gig-a-Bite” is the main man of the household. He is a 9-pound long hair black and tan. Mom says he is special because his daddy is a champion – Guzzunder CinJay’s Prince Charming. Whatever! He is a spoiled brat if you ask us! It is his job to keep all the girls in line and to hog up all the belly rubs. He does a good job a that second thing – not so much the first!
“Maisy Mae” is the baby of the family even though she’s not the youngest anymore. Mom says she is a Southern Belle and as sweet as grandma’s sweet tea. What does that even me. We never knew Grandma ever had anything expect treats. And, boy do we love Grandma’s treats! Maisy is a long hair black and tan and weighs 8.5 pounds. Being so little, she hasn’t reached her grownup size yet, but Mom thinks she should be in the same range as the rest of us.
“Duke Humphrey” is the new little man about town. He is a long hair Shaded English Cream. He is the first pup in our coming English Cream line. We can’t wait for him to grow up and become a dad so that his kids will eat his ears like he tries to eat all ours!
Sissy is is new to our home. She is Ginger’s sister who has been living across town with our friends. Now, she gets to come live with us forever. Gingy is so happy as are the rest of me. Sissy is a solid red short hair girl just like Ginger… and she weighs about 8.5 pounds.
“Betty Rose” is our special little girl. She is the daughter of Emmy and Gig. Because of some issues at birth, Mum has been spoiling her non-stop. First it was bottle feeding and now it’s traveling all over the country. If you are lucky enough, you may have seen Betty on TikTok. or you keep up with her on Instagram – @bettytheminidox.
“Baron von Woof” is our big brother – and by big, we mean huge… He probably has a horse or two somewhere in his pedigree and just doesn’t want to admit to it. Mom says he to a very long, hard road to get to us, but we can’t image live without him. She said something about rescuing him, but i think he rescued us! We like him because he is German like us so we can understand him. And, sometimes, he has a lot to say!
More About Us…
Mom says that it is important to tell y’all that we are born and raised in a small rural town at the very bottom of Illinois. We are about 2.5 hours south of St. Louis and about 2.5 hours north of Nashville which puts us about 6 hours south of Chicago.
We are all raised in the house as part of the family. Sure, it makes the house really loud sometimes. We are the best doorbells ever! But, if we weren’t right here with them, how would we know when our hoomans needed cuddles and kisses?