My neighbor just called and said that there was a dachshund in her yard, light brown, a mama about to give birth - was it mine?
No, no mama dogs at my house. But I thought it was maybe a house one street over that has wondered into our yard before. She isn't really brown, but is an older dachshund mix, blind, and with nipples that drag that ground. So I ran out to look.
It was Stanley. My very male, very not pregnant dog. I wonder if he understood that she was calling him fat? I didn't point out to her that it wasn't a nipple she was seeing down there.
And now I need to go figure out where the hole in the fence is.
I just a friendly gal looking for options.
