Posts Tagged ‘Dachshund’

Get your own fancy bed!

If you’ve followed our posts so far, you’ll already have met the original mighty pooch Bruce, and super Sam the dachshund, but when young whippersnapper Brucie and Great Uncle Sam have a sleepover together, it’s clear to see who’s boss!

It’s true. Bruce actually knows Sam the dachshund as Great Uncle Sam. I know I’m a loon but really it makes sense. Sam belongs to my grandmother; therefore, he must be Bruce’s great uncle. And, if we’re getting really silly, Sam must also be my mother’s brother. (Admittedly, that suggestion isn’t too popular with my mother.)

Bruce loves his furry bed

Bruce loves his furry bed

Great Uncle Sam is about eight years older than Bruce. The very first time they met, when Bruce was an inquisitive puppy with very few manners, Sam put him firmly in his place. One word of warning from the old guy – I suspect along the lines of respecting your elders – has ensured there’s been no bother since. They spend evenings together quite happily, allow one another a welcome sniff and Bruce is always excited (although I can’t think why, since Sam virtually ignores him) when we announce that Great Uncle Sam is coming over.

Bruce and Sam had their first ever sleepover together a couple of months ago at my mum’s house. When it was time to go to bed, mum left them downstairs in their beds and went up to her room. All was quiet. She dozed off.

Then, little noises started emanating from the bedside – tiny whimpers that appeared to be right with her in the bedroom, like a little car alarm going off on the bedroom carpet. Mum peered down and there was Bruce, gazing up at her. It appeared that he was lodging some sort of complaint.

Realising Bruce wasn’t going back downstairs without her, mum trudged down the stairs after Bruce, who seemed extremely insistent that she should follow him post haste.

He led her into the sitting room, straight over to his bed. At once, the cause of Bruce’s grumblings became clear. Great Uncle Sam, sensing that Bruce’s faux-fur-lined bed was a tad more luxurious than his own, had evidently ordered the youngster to hop it before taking up rather smug residence in the centre of Bruce’s bed. Yes, it appeared that Bruce had gone upstairs to find his ‘granny’ with a view to complaining that Sam had stolen his bed and rendered him homeless.

Sam and Bruce - the old gentleman and the young whippersnapper!

Sam and Bruce – the old gentleman and the young whippersnapper!

Mum tried to insist that Sam evacuate Bruce’s bed but Sam haughtily refused. It was clear that he thought, as the elder statesman, he should own the swankiest bed, not that young, foolish upstart Bruce. As soon as Sam was reinstalled in his own bed, he got out again and trotted back to Bruce’s. Bruce looked on, perplexed.

Eventually, as Bruce wouldn’t set foot in Sam’s rejected bed, mum found a solution that Bruce was happy with. She made him a makeshift bed on the sofa (ooh treat!), into which he curled, fixing a beady eye on Sam throughout the move. Thankfully, dogs are wonderful, forgiving creatures and, having agreed to say no more about it, Bruce settled into his temporary accommodation and the two dogs spent the rest of the night in peaceful harmony.

Words: Aislinn Kelly

Wrapping up a hectic April on The Mighty Pooch blog

The sun finally made an appearance this month, bringing with it glorious daffodils, crocus and, right outside our house, some beautiful blossom. We’ve had a busy month at The Mighty Pooch HQ with photoshoots and we also managed to get away for the weekend with the pooch to Crake Trees Manor in Cumbria, where we spent three nights in a shepherd’s hut and managed to photograph the resident dogs while we were there.


The gorgeous view from the shepherd's hut at Crake Trees Manor

The gorgeous view from the shepherd’s hut at Crake Trees Manor

In Cool Canine Kit we checked out some bulldog-inspired pieces for dog lovers’ interiors, plus the hottest dog-inspired arm candy for spring summer ‘13. After much research, we also picked out our top 5 dog-inspired gifts for guys who love their four-legged friends and aren’t afraid to show it!

We visited the guys at Dogs Trust Leeds to photograph sponsor dogs, Millie, Jake and Elvis, three gorgeous dogs who were down on their luck till the wonderful folks at Dogs Trust came along to take care of them. Now they are the faces of the charity – and what lovely little faces they are. If you fancy sponsoring one of them, head to for more info. Take it from us – it feels good.

We also checked out GPS collars after we found a wandering dog – let us know if you use one and what you think – and learnt something interesting about the sniffing powers of detection dogs. And we chatted to Nicole Welch, a 17-year-old with a huge ambition to open her own dog-friendly café in London.

Dexter the boxer - one of our pic of the shoot stars

Dexter the boxer – one of our pic of the shoot stars

Dexter the boxer and Lucy the spaniel were our pic of the shoot stars this month. And finally, in Crazy Dog Lady, we shared with you super Sam the dachshund’s incredible thieving ways. We’re still searching for that cape!

Phew, I don’t know how we fitted all that in.

And so May is upon us, bringing more Crazy Dog Lady shenanigans to The Mighty Pooch blog – are the clever things Bruce does really clever or just a coincidence? We’ll have more Cool Canine Kit, plus we’ll meet the Dogs Trust sponsor dogs in pic of the shoot, and lots more! So please stay tuned – and get in touch if you’ve anything to share with us or would like to be featured as a Pooch Profile.

Have a great month!

Aislinn Kelly

Sam the Super Dog strikes again!

Ever wondered what the most tenacious breed of dog is? Well, I’m here to lay it on the line people. It has to be the miniature dachshund, with Super Dog Sam at the helm. He may be tiny in stature but he sure makes up for it in sheer determination.


Last time on Crazy Dog Lady, I relayed the story of Sam and his little super dog cape. But that was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg.

Sam aged 13 years old

Sam aged 13 years old

Sam began his light-pawed ways as a puppy, when he broke into an unopened chocolate biscuit tin that was sitting on top of a chest. The family returned home to find a tiny puppy in the centre of biscuit carnage, having polished off a few of the choicest biscuits.

Later, when a tin of Quality Street went missing, everyone blamed Sam but no one had the foggiest idea where the tin was. Months later, it was found under a sideboard with teeth marks around the lid. It seemed our pesky thief had tried so hard to break in that he’d pushed it under the cabinet till he could no longer reach it. Oh the frustration! He’s even eaten half his human brother’s birthday cake.

I’ve been out for strolls with Sam when, all of a sudden, the lead tightens and I am jerked to a stop. I turn to see four short legs firmly planted to the ground and a busy nose pressed to the path. Upon inspection, I discover that Sam is in fact peeling someone’s old chewing gum off the pavement. Waste not, want not.

Sam’s also had a go at defrosting the freezer. As payment for his kind deed, he helped himself to a three course meal of paté, followed by chops, and rather splendidly rounded off with a portion of apple pie for pudding. I know for a fact he ate them in the right order. I just know it.

These pesky youngsters are always trying to steal the limelight!

These pesky youngsters are always trying to steal the limelight!

He has other talents, too. One day, his human mum brought boxes of plates home from a function that she’d agreed to wash. As she unpacked the last box from the car, she was waylaid by a neighbour and they proceeded to chat over the fence. Sam, the helpful little chap that he is, decided to do a good deed. So, he removed every single plate oh-so-carefully from each box, taking care not to break any, and laid them all out Jackson Pollock style on the kitchen floor, where he cleaned each plate until it gleamed.

Sam has even been known to cause the odd faux pas. At a dinner party, he was chastised for some time for whistling under the table. That was until his mum realised it was one of her guests, whistling through his dentures.

But the reason I know for sure that the dachshund is one of the most tenacious breeds, is what happened next. In 2007, Sam suffered a slipped disc and was initially paralysed. But with daily, dedicated physiotherapy on a table pushed up to the window so he could look out during his exercises, followed by walks with his back legs through the handles of a plastic bag, he learned to walk again. He’s pretty remarkable.

Sam can no longer fly to the top of the wardrobe in his super dog cape but he’s not lost his mischievous streak. These days, aged 13, he’s promoted himself to con artist. He’s lately taken to faking going to the loo in order to be awarded a treat. Found out!

So, if you’re ever wondering which the most determined breed of dog is, I think the dachshund has a good chance of being crowned king or queen.

Words: Aislinn Kelly

Dachshunds might fly: Sam the Super Dog

We know chocolate is poisonous to dogs and they must never get their chops round it. But the trouble is, our dogs don’t know that. In his youth, one dog I know would go to impossible lengths to get his paws on the forbidden fodder – and he’s less than one foot tall, so it’s no mean feat. He is Sam the miniature dachshund and he’s infamous in his home village due to his impossible antics.


The miniature dachshund - a force to be reckoned with!

The miniature dachshund – a force to be reckoned with!

I think it all started with a kit kat. As dogs don’t possess thumbs (yet, but I reckon they’re working on it), you don’t really expect them to open your kitchen cupboard, carefully remove a kit kat from a multi-pack, unwrap it with precision and then proceed to ‘take a break’, putting their paws up and munching away happily. Well, you don’t until you get home and see the smug expression on your little friend’s face and the evidence that a dog burglar has been at work.

So, from kit kat-gate onwards, it was clear that Sam was Not To Be Trusted in the kitchen. A lock was put on the pantry door, chocolate was placed way above head height and the family was warned. We have a tiny thief in our midst.

While we were busy congratulating ourselves on making our kitchens dachshund proof so Sam couldn’t steal from anyone in the family, it is now clear that Sam had moved onto greater plans. A master plan, if you will. How he learnt to use a needle and thread I’ll never discover, but somewhere in the house I just know there’s a little red and blue cape with a large S embroidered on the back, just the perfect size for Sam to shimmy his diminutive frame into. Because I now know that dachshunds can fly.

It was Easter a few years back. Sam’s human had been given a huge tin of chocolates as a gift. She knew what to do. She climbed on a chair and placed the tin on the highest shelf inside her wardrobe, shutting the door with a click. Then she went out to lunch with friends. And Sam sprang into action.

Assumedly, he raced with glee to his secret hiding place, where the cape was tucked away. In a ceremonious sweep, he whipped the cape over his front paws (inside leg two inches at most) and swooshed it about his shoulders, before taking flight to the top of the wardrobe, grasping the tin between his teeth and landing gently back on the carpet with the smuggest of expressions. He took care to hide the cape again, before ripping the plastic off the tin and beginning, one by one, to unwrap the treasures within and chew happily.

When his human returned home, she found Sam halfway through the tin. She was aghast, while he was in heaven. The wardrobe door was open, a good number of the sweets unwrapped and a proud little chap sat in the middle of the mess with complete pride. And absolutely no side effects, thank goodness. The guy must have a stomach of steel.

How a foot-tall dachshund managed to get a tin of chocolates down from the top shelf inside a wardrobe we’ll never know. Maybe he spent an hour crashing against the wardrobe until the tin unbalanced and fell, knocking the door open as it did so. Maybe he willed it down with one of those hard stares. Me? I reckon he flew. And I’m going to keep searching for that cape!

NB: Chocolate is very bad for dogs and can be fatal. Like us, do all you can to keep it out of their reach. Oh, and no dogs were harmed in the writing of this article!

More of Sam’s antics to come in Crazy Dog Lady …

Words: Aislinn Kelly

A beachy dog photoshoot: pic of the shoot two

Buddy on his latest photoshoot at the beach

Buddy on his latest photoshoot at the beach

An insight in to the world of a dog photographer.


Buddy the dachshund (who also has a bit of King Charles spaniel in him) is well known to us and, frankly, pretty darn adorable. At five years old, he’s become the wise member of Bruce’s little pack of chums and he’s always a delight to photograph.

Due to his ginger coat, Buddy looks fabulous on the beach. The beach is his catwalk – well, dog walk – and so the golden dunes provided the ideal location for his latest photoshoot. We can’t just ‘snap away’ on a photoshoot and cross our fingers for a photograph in focus, though. Each photograph has to be planned beforehand.

Buddy is not a fast mover. We already knew this, having photographed him before, so it didn’t take long to get the set-up of the shot right. We decided to leave the sky at the top of the photograph, as the horizon dips towards the right of the image and draws your eye from left to right and down towards Buddy. We wanted him to look to his right, so that he’d be looking into the frame and also at the light source (the sun). He’s got fantastic, human-like eyes and we wanted to ensure they could be seen clearly. The tall grass to the left and right of the image provides a natural frame to the photograph and the colours are lovely, even down to the faded-denim blue sky.

This is one of our favourite Buddy images to date.

Check out the first pic of the shoot: Bruce in the snow.

Next time on pic of the shoot: A boxer on a mission …

Words: Aislinn Kelly

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