Category: Greta

Biscuits In The Oven?

You may think that all Greta does is lounge around the house and sleep all day. This is not usually the case for her. She is the type of dog who is running around, full of energy and full of mischief.

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The last week or so, she has begun to really slow down. Her mornings are spent under our bed sleeping, or reclined in the sun. She may get up in the late morning and come and snuggle with me or Hubby. After lunch she takes another nap and then after she eats her dinner, she lies down again.

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I’d be concerned if I had not gone through two pregnancies of my own, which left me feeling nauseous, exhausted and yes, cuddly, or as cuddly as a woman with a 45 inch waist could possibly be.

Although I am sure Greta’s waist won’t get to be 45 inches, I can already see what I believe to be he telltale signs of her having puppy “biscuits in the oven”!

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As I stroked her head this morning I leaned down and whispered in her ear “Oh, my dear little friend, you and I are going to have so much fun”.

I’m not sure I can wait until November 10th to know for certain that she is pregnant!

Sex And The Single Dachshund Part Two

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Well, it is now official. Greta and Bernie did it! I was there. I am a witness. So my little girl is no longer an innocent!

If all goes well, come December 10th or 12th the puppies will arrive. That is, if it takes. We will know in about three weeks or so when I bring Greta in for a check up. Meanwhile, we are getting these two, love struck kids, together again tomorrow afternoon, for one more time of passion, just to be sure.

(Must have been the Marvin Gaye music I was playing!)

It Was A No Go

I’m thinking that tomorrow we should get out the Marvin Gaye music:

I’ve been really tryin’, baby
Tryin’ to hold back this feelin’ for so long
And if you feel like I feel, baby
Then come on, oh, come on
Whoo, let’s get it on
Ah, babe, let’s get it on
Let’s love, baby
Let’s get it on, sugar
Let’s get it on
Whoo-ooh-ooh

And maybe some aroma therapy candles. Get Greta and Bernie in the mood. Today it was two teenagers trying to “do it” and just being way to excited about it. So, needless to say, nothing got done.
Bernie comes back tomorrow and we are hoping for better things.

Tonight’s The Night

Life is full of those special moments with your furry friends.

The first day your bring them home,

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all fluff and sweetness. The first time they wee-wee on your carpet, or chew on your shoe. The first time they curl up in your lap and fall asleep, with their sweet puppy breath mixing with your own. The first time they run to you because you call their name and they recognize it, and the first time they run away from you when you call them, just so they can see you run!

Yes, our furry friends give us something that no one else is able to, continuous entertainment, laughter, joy and unconditional love.

The day we picked Greta up from her breeder, I remember the wonder I felt at this very small puppy (4 lbs), who was so in control of herself, and the situation she found herself in. She was a brave lass, never crying for her litter mates or mother, it was as if she had bid them all adieu at the gate of the house and then her life as Greta began.

I feared a little for her when we brought her into our home. Would Fritz be too rough with her, would this poor little thing be bullied by him? Ha! I look back now and laugh. Greta came in, took one look at Fritz and Shubi and took over the house. I need not have worried.

The last 2 1/2 years have flown by and here we are. The day I have looked forward to for many, many years. It’s the day Greta will mate with Bernie, and the Dackel Princess Dynasty will begin.

Ever since I first saw Shubi #1

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(the wire-haired dachshund owned by our friends), way back in 1989, I have dreamed of having a beautiful, well tempered female like Greta. I wanted to breed this wonderful type of dog. I told Hubby that I would never breed an animal unless I could be assured of two things.

First that the pups would add something wonderful to the American gene pool, and two that they could be registered.

I really had wanted to breed my Shubi

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(who was Shubi #2), but her paperwork was not transferable to the AKC and her pups could never have been registered. She would have made a wonderful mother, but I stuck by my promises to myself, and I had her spayed. Then I loved her beyond measure, all the days of her life.

Years later, when we looked for another wire-haired dachshund, we looked for one who could be registered and was all that you hope the breed to become here in the States. And we found our Greta.

As I sit here writing I am nearly overcome with the emotion of love, happiness and eager anticipation.

Sex And The Single Dachshund

Bernie and Greta and their babies! That will be so wonderful!!!

It’s Almost Time

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This is it, folks. On Saturday, Bernie is coming over to get together with Greta. Hopefully they will find themselves in a passionate embrace. Should I get out some scented candles and play some Sinatra for them?

I’m so nervous about it all. I know that must sound really strange, but from the time I brought Shubi home over 10 years ago, I have wanted to breed wire-haired dachshunds. Due to some technical difficulties I didn’t breed Shubi, but when I got Greta, I got her with the understanding that if she grew into a lovely lady, I would find her a husband and have beautiful babies.

Now here we are, and I’m as nervous as a 15 year old girl out on her first car date!

I’m planning a typical German meal for the people, while the pups get acquainted. I’m making Sauer Braten, red cabbage, and potato dumplings. Then a very typical American apple pie.

Keep your fingers crossed that it all goes well.