Fort Funston with Holly

Meet Holly. She is my new doxie friend and is only just a pup. We met-up at Fort Funston awhile back for an afternoon of fun. She kind of looks like me (except I'm way prettier).

I had a lot of fun digging in the sand. And I found the most perfect spot to dig!

I'm an expert root-remover. I guess I could teach Holly a few tricks.


And of course, Margot came along too.

Margot... What are you eating?

Margot, don't eat that!

Ugh, Margot... You ate it...

We had a fun time at Fort Funston. I don't know if you've heard, but the GGNRA is trying to stop us from being able to have off-leash fun there and other parks in California. Read more about this at Eco-Dog.

Holly is actually kind of scared of me. I think it's because she's intimidated by my stunning beauty and grace. Hopefully she will be more comfortable around me the next time we meet and have more fun.

Toodles,
Franny

Sleep Train

It's been raining like crazy in the Bay Area for the past couple days. We've been cooped-up inside and all we can really do to pass the time is sleep.

Margot and I have formed a sleep train on the couch with the foster kittens, Dudley and Phyllis.

Snuggle on board! Zzzz! Zzzz!

Snoring 'cause it's boring,
Franny

I'm Not Dead

What happened to you? Where did you go?
Nothing. Nowhere.

What were you doing? Why weren't you blogging?
Nothing. No reason.

What really happened to us? I guess we were hibernating*. And it sucked! I suddenly became just an ordinary dachshund. (like Margot). I became depressed. I felt like I was dead to the world... but not anymore.

I would like to announce that from this day forward, Doxiementary shall commence blogging at the same rate of yesteryear.

with love,

Frandoo

*hi-ber-nate (verb): in the winter months, when a human becomes too lazy to blog for their beloved pet; borderline animal cruelty