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Likes: running, sister Helga, kissing, my purple squeekie ball, sleeping in the sun, swimming, water,kitty cats. I love just about everything I am a happy go lucky dog(did I say kissing?)
Pet-Peeves: when Helga won't play with me, sirens make me howl
Favorite Toy: purple squeekie ball, petite nylabones, Helga
Favorite Food: Mom cooks for me because I have EPI. Home cooked food is YUMMY!
Favorite Walk: anywhere they take me
Best Tricks: Looking cute of course- mini doxies do it best.
Arrival Story: When my mommies 16 year old red mini doxie died, she was very sad. After a while she went looking for another dog. A black and tan doxie. I was the runt of the litter, the only black and tan. So she picked me. (And lucky for me, fell in love with my big sister Helga, so she came too.) How lucky could I get???
Bio: I am super mischievious. But I am so cute they find it hard to yell at me. And I take full advantage of that fact. I am tiny but I am fearless. Not much stops me or scares me. I LOVE to run and I am rocket fast. My dream is to run in the Weinernationals, held in the spring at the race track here in California. I love my big sister Helga. She was born first so she thinks she is the boss of me! We have never been apart, except for the three days I was sick and had to be on IV's. If one of us is there the other is not to far behind. We sleep like we always have as puppies, all curled up around each other. She is my bestest friend in the whole world. And when I am scared I run to her. I am very curious and love to watch birds and butterflies. I love to climb. Nothing is to high or to scary. They say its because I am tiny and want to be taller and bigger. I just say I climb because it is there. Water is one of my favorite things! Any water...swimming pool, ocean, sprinkler, puddle, shower...if it is wet..I am there! Mom says I love life & enjoy every second. My sister & my family are very important to me.
Forums Motto: LONG DOGS RULE!
Language: We know commands in German & English. It allows us to ignore the two legged people in two languages.
An Olympic Hero: DURING THE EQUESTRIAN GAMES OF THE 10TH OLYMPIAD, LT. COL. SHUNZO KIDO TURNED ASIDE FROM THE PRIZE TO SAVE HIS HORSE. HE HEARD THE LOW VOICE OF MERCY, NOT THE LOUD ACLAIM OF GLORY.
Fun Stuff: I was Fundawg of the Week Jan. 28-Feb 4, 2oo7!!!!
HELP MEATBALL PLEASE: Our pal Meaty desperately needs your help to lick cancer. Please visit the dog blog Meatball Fights Cancer Open your hearts and help. Visit the Blog and find out how!!
VISIT THIS STORE!: Please visit this store Fleckens Flea Market & buy a blanket!! Our pal Flecken is CEO & the money goes to support a great cause...plus...the Blankies are FABULOUS! Help Flecken help others, not only will you be warm, but you will feel good!!
Fleckens Fundraiser
Now I don't know how it is in your part of the world but in my world...California, USA... Sunday was something called Daylight Savings time. Clocks were turned back one hour. So what you say...dogs don't care about time. Oh Yeah???? This Dog does!!!
I get fed by the clock....at 5 pm the clock in my tummy says it is time to eat. Now that we are saving time, mom says "No Ellie it is four o'clock..you have an hour before your dinner"!!!
Well, not by my tummy Lady. NO BODY TURNED BACK MY TUMMY PEOPLE!!!
I am more flexible about breakfast, I do sometimes sleep in. Lunch is flexible cause of mom's schedule, same with my afternoon snack. But at 5 pm I WANT MY DINNER and at 9pm I WANT MY BEDTIME SNACK. This has made for a miserable few days, because I am not shy about making my feelings known. I knocked my bowl off it's perch...stainless steel on tile makes an impressive sound but does not make mom happy. I have even got on her lap and stared at her face to face...letting her know just how unhappy I am. But the woman does not bend. In case you are thinking it is a lot of meals for a tiny dog...I need to eat many small meals for my tricky tummy. Many meals ON TIME I might add. I hear we are getting a new President. I don't much listen to all the campaign promises...I am much to busy being a dog. But you can guarantee I will be contacting the winner to have this travisty changed immediately. This will not do...leave the clock alone....Please...My tummy is depending on it.
Whew..now I got that out of my system. I am so excited I can hardly sit still. Yes, I KNOW..what else is new, I am a Dachshund! As you may or may not know, my big dream has been to run in the Weinernationals at Los Alamitos Racetrack. I submitted my entry letter. Then last Saturday I received the call & mom heard the fateful words..."Ellie has been chosen". Oh My Dog! I am beyond excited. We called everyone we knew and pup mailed all our friends. This is a BIG deal. The money raised goes to a good cause, the Seal Beach Animal Shelter. Friends.....I will be RACING!!
Helga, my coach is drafting up my training schedule. She has even offered to taste a bit of my food before I eat it to make sure it is up to standard. What a good sister!! Last night I did wind sprints in the back yard. I really smoked Helga & my cousin Tink, the Chihuahua. I left them in the dust! I will be watching past Race videos and Helga is reading me articles on Carb loading. I've asked for a personal Masseuse & maybe a Sports Psychologist, but right now the only other member of my training camp is my cousin Tink. Due to the fact she wears a collar with the word "Tink" in rhinestones in big letters, I feel she is more posse material to a Rap group than a serious racing team......but she does try to help by running with me. That bling is weighing her down...BOL! She should try to run as I do..Au Naturale!
As July 19th draws nearer I will kick my training into high gear.
Right now I run like a rocket to mom just for the words "Run Ellie Run", but I've heard whispered rumors that as it gets closer to race day some bribery in the form of liverwurst may be employed! Just to make sure I keep my focus when the crowd roars!!! No worries...as far as we know liverwurst is not on the list of banned substances. I can not afford a Barry Bonds type scandal this early in my career. So on July 19th check your local TV listings...a 7 -1/2 pound shiny black dog will be racing with the fastest Weiners in the West! TEAM ELLIE RACING is in high gear.
Helga.....are you sure they are going to be able to see me when they do the view from the Goodyear Blimp????? Have you heard from Sports Illustrated yet??????
Now dont go rushing out and grab up some candy bars..the chocolate I am talking about is special. This CHOCOLATE is a beautiful Cheasapeake Bay Retreiver. He was found wandering in Washington State, a yellow ball in his mouth, hobbling on badly fractured legs. Chocolate was introduced to our Fundawg Group by our good pal BUTCH. Butch is quick with a joke and he is the only dog we know with his own island,but underneath that wisecracking facade is a heart of gold. He asked all of us Fundawgs to keep Chocolate in our thoughts & prayers. Chocolate was sent to Washington State University for surgery on his legs, never letting go of the yellow ball, all he owned in this world. Chocolate survived the 6 hour surgery and is now undergoing therapy, his yellow ball never far from his side.
He quickly became a favorite of the Dr.'s and Vet Tech's. Click on his link, read his story and you will see why. Now our group, Dawgs Just Wanna have Fun, AKA Fundawgs are pretty special. All Butch had to do is ask and we respond...we are pretty proud of that. FLECKEN and his mom are working on a special blanket to send him with all our names on it. KIKO organized a drive to send toys and gift cards to Chocolate. Each day we click on his link to see his progress. With so many sad things in this world it is just nice to feel good about a story. Heartfelt thanks go to the Docs & Techs who have been taking care of him and for all the folks who have followed his story.
Helga & I fell in love with Chocolate & wanted to send him something. And yellow seemed to be his favorite. Our choice was a toy we called Spikey 2, named for the Fundawg mascot Spikey; a spiked squeeky toy that resides with all of us Fundawgs a few weeks at a time. You can see him on the page Helga & I have together...we took him to Hollywood to see Lassie's star on the walk of fame when he stayed with us. Mom guarded him like a member of the Secret Service while he was in our care...we do not have the best reputation with toys that squeek. To make a long story short, those of you who know us well, know where this is headed. Mom got a Spikey for us to send to sweet Chocolate. And here is where it gets ugly. Trust me, we are not proud of this. While mom was out, one of us; and as usual...we are not saying who...got into Mom's office where the gift was hidden. But not for long! When mom returned..well, let's just say it wasn't pretty. We of course were very contrite. Mom yelled, we hid and now she has to shop for Chocolate again. Chocolate pal...we are sorry, your gift will be on the way soon. It will be there in time for you to be done with therapy and on your way to a furever home.
If you have a moment, please bow your head for a moment of silence for poor Spikey 2. Gone to that place all good squeeky toys go. And while you are doing that, if you are reading this from a home that loves you and cares for you; please give thanks. Not all of us dogs are so lucky. But for Chocolate...his luck seems to have turned.
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