Friday, September 30, 2016

Nutro Wild Frontier Dog Food, Part 2

Hey, everyone!

Disclaimer: I was sent a free product in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own. 

Our friends over at asked if we wanted to try Nutro Wild Frontier dog kibble for the month of September. My pups are chow hounds, so I jumped at the chance! This post is about how it's going so far for Pike on this food.

He still loves it! He's not exactly picky, but he's not a dog that will eat anything you stick in front of him. For him not to get bored is a huge plus. Nola enjoys the flavor as an occasional treat, and Salem circles me like crazy when I get Pike's food ready...though she'll eat anything, haha.

Will pose for food...even if Layla's big ol' head is in the way. 

This cat will eat anything. She had a baby carrot with ranch the other day.

His poop is still normal, his ears aren't gunky, and his eyes aren't watery. He is blowing his coat, but it's just that time of year!

One thing I'm not liking is that it's made him fat, haha. He normally eats 3/4 cup of food and stays lean, but 3/4 cup of this food has made him rather...round. I've cut him back to 1/3 cup and the weight is coming off, but it's definitely something I noticed.

Fat ass. 

That said, I can't say I mind having to feed less....;)

- Dachshund Mommy

Thursday, September 29, 2016

5 Reasons My Dogs Never Step Foot in Dog Parks

Hey, everyone!

Today's topic was sparked by a post in one of the breed specific Facebook groups; someone asked good ways to socialize their new puppy, and the resounding answer was "take 'em to the dog park!". I cringed and kept scrolling.

Now don't get me wrong: there are some dog parks that are just lovely, and some well trained, well adjusted, well managed dogs that truly do enjoy the experience. However, I don't believe it's a good place to take a puppy. Aside form the obvious issue of diseases and parasites to such a young immune system, it's too easy for an accident to happen and your puppy to be negatively impacted for life.

Dog parks are a hot topic, and I'm firmly on the against side for my own dogs. I don't care what you do with your own dogs, so long as you weigh the pros and cons and make an educated decision.

Here are 5 of my many, many reasons why my dogs never go to dog parks.

5. Other Owners

This could be a whole separate post on people you'll find in a dog park, but other people are one of the biggest reasons I don't take my dogs to dog park. Between the oblivious owners, the way too overprotective owners, the way too underprotective owners, the asshole owners, the trashy owners, the useless owners, and all the other douchecanoes, I choose to steer clear. Very, very clear.
Also, I hate people.

"Mom does not play well with others. At all. Much like most dog park dogs!"

4. Untrained Dogs Unite!

People love to bring dogs that do not listen and have 0 manners to the dog park. One dog's over there humping another while a different dog runs pellmell away from its owner, one dog is jumping on everyone that enters and another is peeing in the water bowl.

3. My Dog is an Asshole

I love Pike, but he's an ass. He's weird, he's anxious, and he's dog selective. Not a good dog park candidate, though he'd be in good company with his fell Assholians.

2. My Dogs Are Small

I treat my small dogs like the real dogs they are, but I still know that they are at a much greater risk for injury than their larger counterparts. A moderate injury on a large dog could be fatal on my littles. It's not worth the risk, especially when I don't know and have no control over the larger dogs. 

1. My Dog is Not Small Large  Giant

Layla is still a baby, but even as an adult she will never go to a dog park. She is a giant dog, and she is a very dark brindle. Even if she wasn't involved in a scuffle, she'd be blamed simply for her size and looks. Mastiffs have the same fears and stigmas that Pit Bulls, German Shepherds, and Rottweilers face, and it's sad and unfair...but true. 

So there you have it! Those are 5 of my biggest reasons for avoiding dog parks. How do you feel on the topic?

- Dachshund Mommy

Monday, September 26, 2016

Birthday Bling!

Miss Nola's 6th birthday is on October 8th, but she got her beautiful Paco Collar early! She looks so pretty! <3

Sunday, September 25, 2016

Black and White Sunday: The Best Smile

Nikon D3300
35mm lens
ISO 200
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Friday, September 23, 2016

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Layla's 15 Week Update

Hey, guys!

Little Layla is now 15 weeks old, and is far from little. She's now as big as my parents' field style lab, 33.5lbs and around 20-21" tall. She's still growing slowly and steadily, with no growing pains/knuckling over/anything that often happens to giant breed puppies.

Not too much to update on!

Overall I'm incredibly pleased with this puppy. She is so sweet, easy going, loving, tolerant...basically she's the ideal Mastiff. So far she's been completely unflappable! She still meshes really well with Nola and Pike, and she's even learning that Salem is not something you can smack around with your paw.

She's been here for 6 weeks, and so far there's only been two "oh my god, I'm going to fucking strangle you! Why did I do this to myself?!" moments. The first was in week 9 when she peed all over my Macbook (which was closed, thankfully, and still works. Yay for Apple!), and the second was a few days ago when she pooped in her crate...and it was everywhere. On the crate, on her bed, on the wall, on the dresser, on the bookcase, all over her...literally everywhere. 

Aside from that, she's been perfect with house training. No accidents since 9.5 weeks old (save the poop-splosion). She's still tethered to me a lot when she's inside, but not for house training reasons. She's developed a taste for Salem's litter box!
She's been sleeping through the night since 10 weeks, and sometimes sleeps until 10am. She's not a morning dog. At all.

She's still a self-regulating eater. Can't get her to eat a bit more than 3.5 cups. Unfortunately she has the most sensitive stomach I've ever seen. Anything besides her one brand and flavor of kibble (and peanut butter) gives her liquid poop for the rest of the day. Even just an egg or some meat makes her sick, and she can't have any chews that are edible. I've never dealt with a sensitive belly before - both Nola and Pike have iron stomachs, and if either of them has diarrhea, something is wrong with them. Any idea on how to help her with it?

15 weeks on the dot.

She listens well, and isn't a chewer (yet). She hasn't started teething yet, though she's getting the faintest bit of teething breath. She's very good puppy, and confident too. She loves to watch Nola!

That's pretty much it!

- Dachshund Mommy

Monday, September 19, 2016

Things I Hope No One Hears Me Tell My Dogs, Part 2

Hey, everyone!

Back in June I did a post called 11 Things I Hope No One Hears Me Tell My Dogs, and it's time to add to that list!

5. "Don't hump the cat. She doesn't like...oh, well maybe she does. Um. Yeah, I'd say she likes that. Stop it, both of you!"

The dogs really like to hump Salem, and I don't know why. Salem doesn't protest, fact, she comes back for more. I find it very awkward.


4. "I really don't have any motivation or ideas for this week's blog posts. What do you think about leaving this blank draft up, but also surfacing Facebook, reading a book, and watching random funny YouTube videos? And then we can Google random places, watching some serious pop song choreography, and start a different book?"

Nola has been witness to some of my shameful procrastination, and usually just stares at me with judgement in her eyes.

I'm so judging you.

3. "People would like you better if you weren't such an asshole. Seriously, it wouldn't kill you to be nice for once in your life."

Yeaaaaaah...this is Pike. Every day.

2. "Please stop. need to quit. Please, puppy love?"
*minute or two later*
"Layla, I'm begging you. Please, please stop it."
*a minute or two later*
"For fuck's sake, quit STARING AT ME!"

Sometimes when Layla wants out of her crate in the evenings while I write blog posts (she's not at the level of being loose while my attention is elsewhere), she'll just sit there and press her face against the door of the crate, staring at me. Unblinking, unmoving staring. 

1. "What do you think about becoming pseudo-hermits? Like not actual hermits, because I think we should still go to parks and shit, but like...mostly hermits? We have Amazon Prime, so we could totally only have to be around people like...twice a month, max. For fresh provisions and all. Thoughts?"

I fully admit to having full blown conversations with Nola, complete with interspersed pauses as I wait for her reply. 

"Oh my god, she's cray. Actually, being a hermit doesn't sound so bad."

What about you? What do you tell your dogs (or cats) that you don't want others to hear?

- Dachshund Mommy