I am not picky about what I eat. Mom feeds me well, a high-quality kibble diet that keeps my coat shiny and my skin soft. When I am very good, I get a baby carrot. However, I am compelled to eat things Mom feels I should not. I know this because daily she will look over and say "Schatzie! No - YUCKY!!!" She takes it away. She never is mean to me, but I can see on her face that she does not like it when I get scraps of wood from the fireplace or have another piece of carpet fuzz hanging from my lips. She really hates it when I get into her quilting fabric. But, last night really took the cake - you should have seen Mom's face when she came in and saw me snacking on the linoleum tile in the kitchen. Whooo-wee, she really hit the roof! It had started to come up a little anyway at the corner, I just helped it along. By about 4 inches. I worked so hard at prying up that tile and she took that away, too. Am I alone in my persuit of a more diverse diet? Mom is also curious about if anyone here knows how to replace a linoleum kitchen tile. Apparently she did not approve of my method.
Oh no Schatzie - you might hurt your tummy eating all the things you shouldn't ! Are you still in the puppy stages? Maybe mom can fill a Kong to keep you busy.... and spray Bitter Apple on stuff so you won't chew !
Oh no, I'm long out of the "puppy thing". Poor Mom will soon need to take out a second mortgage to cover all the expenses I've generated with bitter apple spray, Kong toys, tennis balls, and heavy duty chew toys for "destructive chewers". Just a few months ago, she went to the special dog toy store and was told that a particular soft toy could withstand a rottweiler. Really? I had that nylon canvas toy unstuffed within 10 minutes. I'm not bad, I'm just persistant. I don't normally actually CONSUME the things I chew - I just like the adventure of taking things apart. I get new toys all the time and am kept very busy with lots of exercise. I just have this "thing" where I go and pick someting up that I know I'm not supposed to have and then nonchalantly parade it in front of my mom. It keeps her on her toes. I think its good for her. She's installing a new tile as I type this. If not for that activity I created for her, she might be doing something else. Like relaxing. I'm a good dog.
If you go to DYI.com they will have a page on how to fix your kitchen floor .
Papbouv
Solly will eat anything that is stuffed. His bed, pillows, and will destroy a stuffed dog toy in no time at all. Other than that he loves hooman food.
Darcel
:grin: you sound like one coooooooooooooool dachshound, been there done most, not the lino thingy as we have tiles........not good for tooofs. buddy you sound normal, that is to another weiner.
Oliver
Mum here been through 5 models of this breed over 20 odd years, and he sounds normal, they get up to anything at any time, I'd be more worried if he didn't.....................but you have to say you love the little guy :pray: wouldn't life be dull with out him............
Only one owned by a doxie would get this : I buy lots of dog toys and went to the local pet supply store to get a new one. The clerks there know me and Schatzie well, however they simply cannot wrap their brains around how utterly destructive a chewer she truely is. I have purchased "Rottweiler approved" chew toys only to have this little 10-pound gal rip through it like a box of tissues! I even brought back a toy half an hour after purchasing it to show just what this doxie is capable of. They just stared at the toy and shook their heads "Schatzie did THIS? Sweet little Schatzie?! Are you sure?" What, like I'd do it myself? Nylon and canvas in patches with tufts of white poly sticking out of what was once a cylindrical obeject. It looked like it had been put through a paper shredder! They refunded my money and have the toy on display as a conversation piece.
She is ever so delicate, even when being hand fed a treat, she approches so gingerly and never even allows her teeth to touch our fingers. Never has snapped, never a mean thing out of her in her entire life. Unless, of course, you are a canvas stuffed toy. Then, its war...and Schatzie always wins.
Sorry, I don't have any answers. I gotta tell you, though, it's pretty funny! I don't mean to laugh at your frustration, but... Ilsa and Gretchen say, 'Shatzie, you rock!'