So why is it that when I need a camera it is not near me.
Today I was in the shower and I heard this crying/coughing coming from Sadie. I opened the shower door to see if she was okay and it looks as if she has a white beard. Rabies. That is what she looked like. White foam everywhere. What in the world!!???? Then I see it.
She had gotten somehow into an Alka Seltzer pack!! Of course being the curious one that she is she just HAD to eat one. It was freaking her out!!!
I was so mad that I did not have my camera. By the time the I could get decent enough to go get it, all the foam was gone. But the incriminating evidence was still there.
BLESS HER HEART!!!!!!!
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Sadie was out in the yard this evening doing her weekly socializing with all the neighbors. As usual, when Sadie is out, the neighbors all come to say hi. I am not even sure if they know my name, but Sadie for sure is the celebrity. This evening as we were all standing out talking, there was the loudest clap of thunder I have ever heard. Before I could even realize what was going on, Sadie had literally climbed all the way up my body and had wrapped her shaking body around my neck, crying. It was as if she had cat claws!! One man had to sit down in the middle of the road he was laughing so hard.
She is such a big baby!!!
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And after a long day a work, I am sitting here with a computer on my legs. Sadie jumps up on my lap and proceeds to get her nose under the computer and try to push it off. When I do move it, she curls up in between my legs and then just makes that sleepy groan. This is her time. How precious is the unconditional love of a dog. It just takes a gentle nudge of the nose to remind me that I need to show her some attention right now. All she wants is to be close to me. Preferably on my neck but just close will do. These are the times that I look forward to every night.
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I hate to even say this but.....Sadie likes cat poop. Yes..I know all dogs do but it is just gross. The minute I get to my sisters house she goes straight to the hidden area where the litter box is to see if that great cat Gracie has left her a tootsie roll covered in crunchy litter.
Bridgett and Chris have of course just recently been blessed with the double addition of baby girls! You know that means lots of visitors. I was at the house one afternoon and they were expecting some guests. Not just any guests but a very dear mentor of Chris'. Before they arrived I took Sadie out to do her business so we would not be embarrassed by any accidents. Sadie has the lovely way of misbehaving and turning into "Luci" when there are unfamiliar people around. For that reason she has what I lovingly refer to as her "behavior modification device". The device is equipped with a "bad tone" that she does not like. I just hit that little button once and she usually stops what she is doing.
We were all sitting around the living room talking and visiting. Sadie had finally calmed down enough that I could let her down and let her wander around the house. That's when I heard it...the sound of the door where the litter box is hidden. I suddenly realized that we may have overlooked the litter box. About that same time here comes Sadie. Oh so proud. You can see it. She has the cat poop in her mouth! I started to panic! Bad tone! I must hit the bad tone before she comes in the middle of all these people!! I grab the behavior modification device control and hit the first button I can, right as she rounds the corner to the living room. I hit the button that does a very mild shock (trust me...i tried it on me before I ever put it on her.) At the same time that I hit that button, a nice piece of cat poop goes flying out of the side of her mouth!!!! Right in front of the guests. I had literally just shocked the ---- out of her!!!
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Well...the devil came down to Georgia. She was looking for a fight....
Sadie and I are in Georgia this weekend visitng my sister, her husband and their twin baby girls. And their beagle dog. And their dying cat. And all I kept thinking on my way down was that song. I think it should be Sadie's theme song. We pulled into the drive and she was already screaming. It's not really a bark, it's a scream. Bridgett could hear it all the way inside her house, and yet Sadie was still in my car. Neighbors were out and everyone stopped what they were doing to look at the screaming white Tahoe rounding the corner. All I can do is look at them with mere exhaustion on my face and try to muster up a smile. And a wave. While a little tiny blue dog is bouncing up and down, ears perked, barely peeking over the car door up to the window, and just screaming. Screaming. She knows where she is. I let her out of the car, and she falls from trying to run faster than her short little legs will go, screams her way up the stairs to the front door, then literally stumbles her way up the stairs in their house where yes....the devil came down to Georgia. She was looking for a fight.
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Why is it that I stay at my sister's house with her twin babies and they sleep all night long, but that I'm up 4 times with my dog? Here I am with the mother of twin newborns and she got more sleep last night then me. Something's just not right with this picture.
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Sadie came into my life on February 13, 2008. After long thoughts and many debates I finally decided it was time for me to get a dog. Since I live in a townhouse and have no fenced in yard, I needed to get a small dog.
I saw an add in the paper for "blue" miniature
dachshunds. My friend Ann talked me into going to look. I brought along Ann, her daughter Rebecca and my little sister Lynsey. We walked into the house and out came three of the cutest puppies I have ever seen. There was one boy and two girls. How in the world was I going to choose. I held them all and loved on them and then put them on the floor to try to see their personalities. One little girl was acting so shy. Lynsey picked her up and the little puppy just tucked herself in right under her chin and fell asleep. This was the one. She was so obviously calm and I could tell right away that she was the low maintenance dog that I was looking for!
We stopped at Petsmart and got all the necessary dog equipment...and of course some not so necessary stuff. Since it was so late and we had missed dinner we decided to stop in at Wendy's for a real quick bite. I put the puppy in the back of the Tahoe with some stuffed animals and a blanket. We ate and headed to the car. The moment I opened the back of the car I smelled it. Bless her heart....she had pooped in the back of my Tahoe!
And so was the first day of my life with Sadie.
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Let me first introduce myself. I'm Robin, a single and successful career woman working as a Director of Surgical Services of a regional hospital in a small town in northeast Tennessee. I enjoy my job, and enjoy the freedom and independence being single has provided me. A little over a year ago my dog Sadie entered into my world. She is a miniature dachshund with no hair. Really. She pretty much has no hair. She is a very short haired gray dog. She makes the sweetest sounds when she falls asleep. She's my baby. I think she's the cutest thing that ever walked the face of the earth. Well, I do until I walk in the door from a crazy, full day at work and find myself in the middle of the latest adventure of "Sadie and Me". You see, my dog has a keen way of becoming the devil. That's right. The devil. I sometimes call her "Satan" instead of "Sadie", "Lucy" for "Lucifer"...you get my drift.
My sister suggested that I start chronicling the stories that happen between Sadie and I because she gets a huge laugh out of them every time I tell her one. I'm glad somebody does. When you are the one having to shock poop out of a dog's mouth, retrieve cigarette butts out of a dog's mouth, clean up the mounds of toilet paper that have been unrolled with fierce effort, and hurl a dog out of a bathtub that I am bathing in after a long day of work, it's just not that funny. However, my sister had a feeling that you and everyone that reads my stories will find them quite humorous. I, in the meantime, must run now as I hear cardboard getting crinkled in the other room. Yep, she's got her head stuck in an empty cracker box running around like a chicken with its head cut off. That's my dog! That's Sadie...and me.
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She had gotten somehow into an Alka Seltzer pack!! Of course being the curious one that she is she just HAD to eat one. It was freaking her out!!! 
BLESS HER HEART!!!!!!!
