Age: 15 Years Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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Dexy Monster, Dexarino
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January 1st 2001
Going on walks in the neighborhood and when I come home from work.
People who approach him too quickly
Black and White rope given to him by his foster mom
Roast beef, turkey bacon, venison jerky
Anywhere he can pee on some bushes or trees
Stealing my heart the moment I saw him
After realizing that I wanted to be a 2 doxie family, I remembered that I came across Dachshund Rescue of North America previously and decided to take a look at what dogs were available. Well the first day I looked, I saw him. There was Midnight (soon to be renamed Dexy Midnight Goose). He looked so scared and sweet. I read his bio and found out that he lived in South Carolina. I was looking for a doxie much more locally but there was something in his eyes that told me I should look no further. I filled out an application that same day and waited anxiously. I was contacted by his foster mom and we corresponded for over a month. After the home visit, I was approved! Then came the task of getting him from South Carolina to Pennsylvania. Since his foster mom is an angel, we met in the middle in VA. As soon as I saw him I wanted to scoop him up in my arms, but since he is scared around new people, I let him come to me. I was terrified that he wasn't going to like me. Well after spending the night at the hotel, he eventually jumped up on my bed and slept with me. The next day we began our journey home to PA. I petted his fur the whole way and talked to him. As soon as we got to my house, he perked up. It was like he knew, I was to be his human. Each day brings me more and more laughter and love from the little scamp. And each day his confidence is building. Adopting a rescue was one of the best decisions I've ever made.
He is approximately 7 years old and was rescued from a shelter by DRNA. Adopted on January 19, 2008 (2 days after my birthday!) Has Collapsing Tracheal Syndrome.
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February 19th 2008 10:48 am
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My mom said that the long and luxurious locks of hair of mine were getting in the way. Every time I would eat, there would be food stuck to my ears. And my beautiful tail was beautiful too, just like a fountain. Well she sure put an end to that. I’ll admit, I do like to rebel once in a while and my hair is an expression of my individuality. I mean, how cool is it too be able to feel it blow in the wind. I couldn’t make mom understand how “in” my hair was. She just said something about not succumbing to “pup pressure” and that it is harder to see my sweet face with all the hair.
Well, she decided to cut it herself since I don’t like strangers. But I think I could have swallowed my pride if someone who actually knew what they were doing was cutting my hair. I was hoping for something a bit more stylish and polished. Mom just wanted to trim me up a bit. And it’s not completely even! I’m so embarrassed! What will my friend’s think?
I don’t look my age now!!! I look like a year old pup! I don’t know how I’m going to pass for my ripe ol’ age of 7, I’ll have to show my dog license to gain entry into any canine club.
Mom says I look cute but wishes she could have done a better job. I guess I can’t be too upset, considering it was her first time. If only she would let me return the favor, I think she would look good sporting a poodle poof! (Mom interrupts to tell me she sported something close to that when she was growing up in the 80’s and she doesn’t want to go back to that nightmare.) Hmmm, will have to think of a different style for mom……maybe I’ll surprise her when she’s sleeping. Just gotta figure out how to do the scissors without thumbs.
February 19th 2008 10:26 am
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I’ve been on the prowl listening for signs of people trying to invade my territory and I bark to scare them away. But would you believe mom let one of them in our house!!! I was so brave, I barked for like a minute straight (hey at least I didn’t hide underneath the table). And then this strange tall guy sat down on the couch. Well my brother Sydney was all about this stranger. Sydney was licking him and laying in his lap. I was a bit more reserved. I layed in mom’s lap and after about 5 minutes or so I went over to this “intruder” and I let him pet me. Well, he wasn’t so bad. Syd sure seemed to like him and so did mom. I kept hearing how proud mom is of me. She says that when we met a whopping month ago, I would hide and run away. Now I’m being Dexy the Brave and at least barking at an “intruder”. And in one short month, I’ve gotten so close with mom and I know she won’t let anyone hurt me. Well since I know I’m “home” I’ve gotten pretty good at the lay of the land here. Mom told me that this “intruder” was ok so I’m going to believe her unless I am proved otherwise.
Mom is so happy with me, she keeps calling me Dexy the Brave (I think I like the sound of that!). I’ve come so far from when I met her and I wouldn’t stay in the same room as her without crying or barking for my foster mom to “rescue” me. She is amazed that even though she can tell I’ve been severely abused, I’m still a loving pup that wants to please.
According to mom, I’ve been making her laugh quite a bit lately. I like to drag out all of my, excuse me, our (mine and Sydney’s) toys and throw each one up in the air and then go to the next one. There are so many toys!!! I’ve counted and there’s something like 40 toys! I’m in heaven!
And there’s this fantastic purple chewie that Syd and I love. I don’t want Sydney to see me chewing on it cause it’s his. So the other day I dragged the towel that mom uses to dry us off when we’re wet and manipulated it so it was kind of like a tarp that was concealing my actions. Well then I began chewing the coveted toy. Mom couldn’t figure out what I was doing for about 10 minutes. Once the jig was up, mom couldn’t stop laughing. I like to make mom laugh. I seem to do it quite a bit and sometimes when I’m not aware of it too.
February 4th 2008 11:51 am
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Since Sydney’s feeling better and less jealous, we’ve really been getting along. I look to him to gage situations. I don’t know how to read my mom’s actions and Sydney has her down to a “T”. We were playing and having all kinds of fun. He even let me lick his face for like an entire minute. He gave me about 3 licks after that as well. I think he likes me even though he won’t admit it. I was sleeping all by myself on the couch when he jumped up and backed up until our tushies were touching to sleep. We were a perfect “U”. I also went on so many walks, I lost count. Mom put the gate up on the deck and we could sun ourselves. How fun! I love the sun.
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