Mr. Björn Identity

More hard work in Bug's office...

Mr. Easter Egg

One of the best character traits of the Dachshund is his sacrificial love. The Dachshund remains concerned and on-guard at all times. He does so, not because he gets pleasure out of barking at anything that moves or does not move, not because every passing object deserves suspicion, not because he is a senslessly paranoid creature; the Dachshund never lets down his guard because of his inalienable duty to protect those around him.

Let's just consider that at any moment during these seemingly benign Easter photos, a bear or some other unknown terror could charge forth from the azalea bush in the background there, leaving little recourse for the Dachshund except to dispatch the threat.


Living with a Dachshund, it's become pretty easy to spot the tell-tale signs that the Dachshund is on duty: The ears are set high in full banner, able to pick up threat-sounds at great distances; the baby claws are extended and the paws are squirmy; the eyes, the eyes tell the real story of living without a moment of relaxation: the brow is permanently furrowed and the eyes are deeply concerned.

The result of the Dachshund's vigilant mien? Take a look at the humans in the snaps above: they are eerily sedated, without a care in the world. As always, we thank you, Bug.

Mr. Taste Test

Our little Dachshund is a handsome chewer. He knows it too.



Sometimes he gets bored with the usual compressed rawhide bones...



Yesterday was just such an instance; I thought he might like to try something new...



Like a garlic clove...



... a little sniff...



... a taste ....



I'm sorry to report that the taste test ended somewhat tragically. I say somewhat because there was only one casualty, and luckily it was not me.

Mr. Tiny and Mad

Let's all just take a moment to put ourselves in the tiny, Italian leather shoes of the baby Dachshund. It can tough going.

Mr. Beach

There are many indications of extensive compatibility between baby-Dachshund and beach. Let us examine a few things the b-D enjoys at the beach.


1. Posing for pictures, while looking very small...



2. Waves may be fun, but we are not sure, as they are very dangerous for baby-Dachshunds...



2.5 Ach! He knew those waves would be wet and cold and scary and bad!



3. Walking on little rocks while looking small and cute...



4. Tasting strange beach animals...



5. Running! With ears!



6. Investigating suspicious activities...



7. More running!



8. Digging to unearth important discoveries...



9. Enjoying the sweet payoff of making important discoveries while digging... in this case, a rock...



9. Leaving the beach!

Mr. Baby Doppelganger

When Bug came into the world he was alone without anyone at all. I could tell you he had 4 brothers, 2 sisters, his father Tyranosaurus Rex, his mother Princess, and a loving family of Russian immigrants, but that would detract from the feelings of pity that I'm trying to create and that Bug would appreciate. Being so alone, it was a relief for Bug to find one friend, FauxDoxie, to show him around and teach this and that.

Mr. BabyBug

It is important to be able to recognize the baby-Dachshund in his natural habitat. It's all to common to be wandering through the wilds of soft blankets and furry burrows when without warning you're confronted face-to-face with a baby-Dachshund, long ears, short snout, ... and its too late.

Mr. JustArrived

Believe it or not, there was a time before Bug...
On the day we picked up Bug we undertook a journey...


First we took a bus...



Then the subway...



A quick stop by the impound to pick up the car...



Well, not a very quick stop...



Then on to Jersey...



Where we found the newly hatched Bug!!



Oh, Bug.