My First Blog!

Well, shoot. What the heck took me so long? Everyone knows I talk too much, so why not blog, too?

A little about myself- I am a 36 year old woman from Midlothian, Illinois. I grew up 5 blocks from my current home, and my mother still lives in that same house after almost 56 years. So, lifetime south suburban resident. I have been married for 9 years to my husband, John. We live with our 3 furry babies- Wolfie, Odie, and Leinie. They are all dachshunds, and are very similar in color, but not in temperament.

Wolfie is almost 10. He is a standard (25lb) long-haired dachshund. We have had him since he was 7 months old. I got him for John's birthday from a guy my mom worked with. He was taking him to a shelter on the day of my hubby's birthday. They said he scared their children and they had to get rid of him. Stupid people. Yes, he's obnoxious. Yes, he barks constantly. Yes, he is territorial. Yes, he used to bite people. Now, he's slightly more mellow. He went through ruptured disc surgery in June '09. He couldn't move either hind leg when he went in. They didn't have much hope for him regaining his ability to walk, but he has to be the most stubborn dog on the planet. Nothing was going to stop him.

Odie is, we believe, 5. A friend of a friend of a friend found him in their neighbor's back yard. They didn't have a dog. He was scared and emaciated, but sweet as pie. Wolfie didn't even try and eat him. We figured that this might be a good match. We were correct. He is a miniature (15lb- OK a little fat now) short-hair. ALL children love this dog. He just wants to be touched and held.

Now we have acquired Leinie (short for Leinenkugel- blame my husband). He is also a mini short-hair, and just over a year old, but somewhere in the gene pool there must have been a REALLY tall ancestor. He can jump around 3-1/2 feet straight up in the air. This is not good if a pot holder is left too close to the edge of the kitchen counter. Said pot holder has now become the newest dog toy in our house at that point, along with every single sock he can get his teeth on. He doesn't destroy too much (other than paper), but he likes to decorate every room with the booty he collects. He's our hyper little puppy.

I do believe that it is with his help that Wolfie has recovered so well from surgery. Boy, oh, boy does he get his exercise with this one! Odie just perches on the back of the couch and stares down at the wrestling action on the floor. We do believe he feels it's way too much work to bother going down there and getting stuck in the ruckus.

I call myself the Plumbing Queen simply because of the fact that I have worked in the Chicagoland plumbing industry for the past 15 years, and it is in my blood now. What a wonderful bunch of people. There are, of course, exceptions to that rule.

Honestly, I have no idea why I started this blog. It could be that I was sick and tired of always checking my friend's blog and seeing that she hasn't bothered to post anything since November, and it's been bugging me. What I post remains to be seen, but you can be guaranteed it will mostly be done with proper spelling!

Have a great day!