Wednesday, November 24, 2010

The Story of Me, Puddles

Well ya sees, it all started withs My Girl...her longed fur a puppy of her very own...hers wanted a little girl puppy. So, Mr. Dad being da sucker dat he is gave into her wishes…afters a gazillion conversations explaining what would bes expected of hers, explaining da care and work of a puppy, and blah, blah, blah. Then of course, mum had to put her two cents in and said da new doggie hads to be a rescue. There was nevers any talk bout what breed of puppy cuz that was just a given and not open fur discussion, a dachshund it had to be.
Once everything was sealed and dealed withs Mr. Dad they began da search through rescues and shelters. As my luck would haves it a lot of places wouldn’t adopt out to a family with a small child, another dog, or they be living outside da rescue radius and yada yada. They searched far and wide at shelters with no doxies to be found (mum is a little breed bias). So it was withs a heavy heart mom relinquished da plan of a rescue and called da breeder where Albert came from. And guess what? Okays, I tell ya. Mr. Breeder informed mum he had ONE female puppy left. That’s right, I was da last of my litter mates to go home. Go figure. I just haves no idea why no buddy wanted me. Maybe it was da evil eye I already possessed as a wee one. Oh well, who cares, I’m glad it worked out da way it did.

Okays, ya'll still withs me? Ya'll wakes up, I'm in da middle of my story. Okays, dat betters. I continue nows.

So anyways, Mr. Breeder told me I would be going off to lives withs a little hooman girl. Oh yea, jack pot! My new girl and mum showed up almost on time. Yep, purty obvious da new mum don't haves a knack fur directions....ha, and they wanted a doxie girl. (Rule #1: if you can't follow directions, don't get a doxie girl Puddles) So they finally gets to meet me and they starts all dis squeeling and carrying on bouts my sweetness, and my cuteness, and my littleness. But then, lawd help me, mum sits down withs Mr. Breeder and they start talking, and talking, and talking. It was very boring, mind you. They all be talking bouts shots, AKC papers, and pedigree charts, things I could cares less bouts. Finally, I'm like," Hey, new mum; can we be going nows? I wants to go check out my new crib". Yea, dat finally gots her rolling and I said adios to Mr. Breeder. And dat my furiends is da furst step in training your hoomans...lets them know who da boss is.

Once I got to my new castle home I met Brudder Albert fur da furst time. He was sooooo skeered of me, I don’t thinks he really knew what I was though. I only weighed bout 2 pounds and didn’t haves much hairs either. I was kinda bald on da top. He kepts running away from me and would crawl up in mum’s lap (dork). So anyways, that’s my story and I haves been purty thankful to comes lives withs my peoples and to haves my very own hooman girl, a brudder and now a sissy. I lives a good life.

Until next time....
Peace Out,

Pees: Whitney's story will be posted on Thanksgiving Day


booahboo said...

Aww... that's a very sweet story of the last doxie girl... but last one out.. but you probably got the best home ever :)

that reminds me.. i haven't done my thanksgiving story for Minna yet :)

booahboo said...

Forgots to tell you that you looks supa dooper adorable as a pup... and still looking supa dooper adorable now :)

woofs n licks,

Anonymous said...

Puddles you were one very cute puppy! What happened? BOL! Just kiddin ;)

Waggin at ya,

Have a fabulous Thanksgiving!

Brian's Home Blog said...

I sure did enjoy your story Puddles, sounds like you've got lots to be thankful for...being in charge and all!

Unknown said...

Awe you were just the sweetest Doxie girl then......and still are today!

Mack said...

What a sweet gotcha story!

Remington said...

Great story Puddles! I don't think you were the last to go because no one wanted you -- it was because they were SO fussy about where YOU were going to go (cause you are SO special) that it took a little longer to find your new mommy! That's what I think!

Frankie Furter and Ernie said...

Hummmm and all this time I just thought you were pooped out on a fence post. Who knew.
Sooo did they let you do this as pawt of your INTERVENTION THERAPY?
I am sure it helped you to think back on all that grrreat stuffs.
Darn girrrrl I hope you know just how lucky you are to have scored such a grrrereat family.
I have seen your little girrl and she is BEAUTIFUL and a grrreat laundry basket motor.
How soon are they gonna let you out???
You be sure to tell your peeps to have a Super Duper Thanksgiving. I hope you enjoy the PARADE and all the Turkey you can scarf down.
PeeS you did a fantastic job of holding out until just the perfect peeps came along. I'm just sayin.

The Taylor CatSSSSS said...


Mommy loves your story and thinks that you tell the bestest stories ever!!!

Come over and see uSSSSS!

The Taylor CatSSSSS said...

Hello Puddles, you are beautiful. What great pictures and a super story!!

Come and visit my blog something, we have woofies and kitties!!!


I had a little assist from Auntie Deb with this message! :)

The Ladies of Beaglebratz Manor said...

THAT wuz the problem - EFURRY-BODY wanted u BUTT that Mr. Breeder guy wuz waitin'fer the rite one family - u got a doozie; HEY, we gotza a nu name fer ya - u iz the DOOZY-DOXI PUDDLES! Such aa cutie-pie puppy and now u iz EVEN BETTER!
Shiloh'n Shasta

The Daily Pip said...

Well, I am so glad you ended up with your family - imagine if you ended up living with someone who didn't blog or let you drink beer or eat cheetos! It was fate.

You were one of the cutest puppies ever!!!

Your pal, Pip

P.S: my post is up today, too.

Bruschi said...

What a great story Puddles! What a tiny adorable little bit of a thing you were! I am shocked that you were the last of the litter to be picked though.....perhaps your personality required only the best humans to serve you and treat you like the queen that you are! You truly are lucky to have such a great home! Happy Thanksgiving!

Corbin said...

Hello? Hello??? What? Did someone say something??? I can't hear ANYTHING! The momma screeched SO loud when she saw you as a puppy... I think there's permanent damage. Anyway... What a great story! I'm so glad you found such a sweet little girl in your wonderful home! I totally think you held out and peed on anyone else that looked at you... because you knew your home was comin' just a bit late! ;-) And, just think... you'd have a whole life without ME if you didn't go to your momma!

Unknown said...

Oooooh....I loves your Story of Me....I means of Me-You....oh wells, you know what I mean.

Baby Puddles in Pink is just too adorables.


Cheryl, Indiana, Shingo and Molly said...

What a grrrreat story, Puddles!! We just love your baby pictures! BTW, what are you destroying in that last picture?

Woofs and Kisses!
The Fiesty Three

Unknown said...

.....And I am thinking that you really WERE a kinda Rescue Dog. Seeing that you were the last puppy left and all. (And who ELSE would have adopted da Evil Eye Puppy with Attitude!!!). Heeheeee!!!!!!!

A MilShelb Mom said...

We liked reading your story!
~Milly and Shelby

ps- Mom thinks you were a super cute little puppy!!

Levi said...

Oh Puddles...that is the sweetest story ever. Sometimes it's good to think outside da box. If your mamma never did then she wouldn't have found you. The bestest thing is to know the breeder (STOP PUPPY MILLS).
It was sooo nice to hear your story!! And I love seeing the little puddles pics, BOL!

kissa-bull said...

oh we just loved your story. it was MEANT TO BE to be the last doxie girl there. we could'nt imagen bloggy woild wiffout you and we are THANKFUL you are ouw furryend

we hopes you have a gweat thanksgiving

pibble sugars and wee wiggles
the pittie pack
and the wee ones

Zona said...

PUDDLES!! I has been away from the internets for DAYS. And now I'm back just in time to see baby Puddles pictures! What a wonderful story of how you waited for the perfect family! I can't believe Albert was scared of you---- okay.. well... maybe I can. Just a little bit! I bet you were fiesty even as a wee one!


♥I am Holly♥ said...

Puddles, that is just a wonderful story! Look at how cute you were and still are!!! We are glad you got your great furever home!! Happy Thanksgiving!! Lots of love, Holly and mom

Duke said...

The pictures are just melting our hearts! What a great story, Puddles!

Love ya lots
Maggie and Mitch

Lola and also Franklin, too said...

Oh, nice story, Puddles. It's like you were just waiting for your family and your girl. I hope they let you out of intervention in time for turkey.

lotsa licks, Lola

Unknown said...

My momma was da Vision of Redneckedness da other night. Her coworker was quite entertained when my momma got so irritated that her sat on da ground and started KICKING. Big Red in her Heels!!

Her even invented many new HBO words!


Amber DaWeenie said...

I believes dat everyting worked out jus da way it was supposed to. Day say no one wanted you, but you was really jus waiting for da right home and hoomans to come along. And day did. Dat's the same way it happened for my brudder, Max (DaOdderWeenie) and me. Wee's all in da homes where we supposed to be. Albert was such a cute pup too. He waited for your Mom's to pick him up.

Piappies World said...

That's a really great story, Puddles! We are happy everything happened the way they did. You and Your Girl are very fortunate to have each other.

Happy Thanksgiving.

Piappies Fudgie, Princess, Frappie, Mocha, Sugar, Wai-Pai & Wai-Max

jen said...

Ok..that is best story I have heard in a long time:)
Hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving:)

Angel Junior, Orion and Sammy said...

And we are very thankful you adopted your family!

Martha said...

Puddles, you have to have been the cutest little puppy ever - we can't understand why you were the last to go!
Still it seems like you were meant for a special girl and her family.
That was such a lovely story and you have made yourself so very much at home....!
love and kisses
Martha and Bailey xxx
ps can we just say we are so very happy to see you blogging xxx

♥♥ The OP Pack ♥♥ said...

AWwww, such a sweet tale, Puddles. Mom is going all squeeee over your puppy pic. We think you were the last pup because they saved the best for last - 'cause you know YOU are the BEST.

Happy Thanksgiving from all of us.

Woos ~ Phantom, Thunder, and Ciara, and the Momster too

Bella Roxy & Macdui said...

We think you were the last puppy because it took your human so long to find you. You did say, she wasn't good with directions!

Happy Thanksgiving, Puddles and Co.

XXXOOO Daisy, Kendra & Bella

The Slimmer Pugs, Kitties, and Mama said...

Hi Puddles, Whitney, and Albert! We just luv your bloggy and are so thankful y'all our furiends that we bought you a ticket into the raffle hosted by JD & Max to benefit Ms. Shelby. Have a happy turkey day! Gobble, gobble! :)
Much Luvums,
The Slimmer Puggums
George, Gracie, Toby, Lily, and Mimi

Maggie Mae and Max said...


My mom went SQEEEEE after lookin' at your puppy cutes! What a great story too!

Happy Thanksgiving to Everybodys!

Woofs and Licks,
Maggie Mae

Texas The Doxie said...

HEy dats a kinda nice story puddles....

houndstooth said...

Puddles, I don't think there's any doubt that you were destined to go live with the family you have and to become a star of the internet, kind of like me! I thought your story was quite charming, too. I know how you love your girl!

I can't believe that you were the last one! The people who got your littermates must have been blind!


K9 Katastrophie said...

Hi Puddles! What a nice story! Your girl must be such a nice hoomin!



Dat wuz such a sweet story.
We is sooooo glad dat yoo is in yur forever and ever home.

Happy T-day!

Lucy-Fur, as typed by Dr. Liz said...

EXCELLENT story! You? The last one left? Wow. I find that hard to believe! (Heehee. I'm kidding. You know I love you, Puddles!) My Mom is pretty breed biased, too - something about liking the not-shedding thing... Anyhoo, great story!! I hope you get lots of turkey tomorrow!

*kissey face*
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus

Anonymous said...

You have a great story telling ability! I'm glad Mr. Breeder could give you up so you could get your very own little girl!

Elyse and Riley

Pepsi Bum said...

I don't see any evil eye in your pups peektures!

You looked sooooo angelic. Now, the hamsters be scared when I mention your name! (Must be the first comment that you said about Chubbs looking yummy).

Love the story, Puddles!


Asta said...

I could nevew get enuffs of youw stowy..of couwse i figoowed you wewe a pwinsess stolden out of youw cwib etc, but youw stowy sounds pwetty good too
Thank dog you'we back(given my lazy, umm, I mean busy mommi, We haven't been awound fow a while but you now I love all of you
smoochie kisses

Backcountry Brodie said...

I always say when efurrything be picked ofur and you be the lastest one left, that do be the bestest one wot efurryone else missed out on.

Mollie Jo and Bobo said...

Great story fur a great girl!

We wish you a Happy Thanks giving and hope its one filled with furiends, family and lotsa turkey!!!

Wags and Licks,
Mollie Jo & Bobo

NAK and The Residents of The Khottage Now With KhattleDog! said...

Oh to think what those other humans are missing!


Tweedles -- that's me said...

This is such a beautiful story that you shared with us,
We are so thankful that you have the wonderful home that you do,
Your pictures are precious.
Happy Thanksgiving

Tweedles -- that's me said...

Oh Puddles
It was ment to be for you to be the last puppy, because you were chosen very specially by your family.
Your family who introduced you to us in blog land.
Your photos are just too precious.
Thank you for sharing this wonderful story,
Happy Thanksgiving

Maureen said...

Dear Puddles, Now dat is just too dang nabbit cute!! I must asks you though, why is you flossing your toofies in dat last pikture?!

Big Slurps, HoneyBuzz

Dexter said...

Miss Puddles! I loved reading the adoption stories of your most tubular family, but yours is the best. You were just the most cutest thing ever. You sometimes child stars don't retain their looks when they grow up. Not you! You just keep getting better and better.


the booker man said...

miss puddles,

don't you know that saying about savin' the best for lastest?? that would be you! mr. breeder dude was just savin' his bestest pupper for the most perfect family that evarrr was (to quote my lovely girfriend miss mayzie)! heehee.

the booker man

pee s -- i keep gettin' the giggles picturin' mr. albert bein' scared of you and runnin' away.

KB said...

Thanks for telling us your sweet story, Puddles. You are so lucky to have been found by your family! That's something to be thankful for.

You were such a cute puppy (and you're still cute now!).

Anonymous said...

I know why nobuddy else picked you, Puddles! Cuz you were MEANT to be with your mom and your girl! Can you imagine if you had gone to live with somebuddy else? I bets they wouldn't even lets you get on the computer and write your BLOG! And then we never woulda met. And then my world would just not be as interesting or as funny.

Whew! I'm SURE glad it all worked out the way it did!

Wiggles & wags,

Lorenza said...

You were the last one because you were waiting for your mom and your girl to get you!
Pawesome story!
Happy Thanksgiving!

Road Dog Tales said...

Puddles - Thank goodness you came into that family and took control! Your puppy pics are giving Mom the ooohs and aaaahhs. We have to admit you were (and still are) an adorable pup!

The Road Dogs

Jans Funny Farm said...

Well told, Puddles. Start the training right away or the humans think they can get away with anything.