Life with Jasmine and Juliet, Our Rescued Dachshunds

Random notes on our experience with our two rescued miniature dachshunds

Revenge!

This weekend, I finally had the time to clean the house. I wanted to do some heavy-duty cleaning in the bathrooms, so I left Jasmine downstairs in her usual spot and closed the doors to the hallway that leads to the stairs. She’s used to being enclosed in the space–which includes the family room and the kitchen–so I didn’t think she’d be worried or upset.

WRONG!

I finished cleaning upstairs and when I came down, I opened the doors and walked into the family room. I saw Jasmine standing right in front of a GIANT puddle in the middle of the floor. She scurried away, and I just stood there, flabbergasted. It was clear that this was a “revenge pee” for my abandoning her. I was in the HOUSE. I left her ALONE. I enclosed  her so she couldn’t FOLLOW ME wherever I went.

Shame on me.

Boy, she showed me.

Of course, I didn’t catch the offender in action, so I couldn’t admonish her directly.

But I COULD mutter under my breath and give her the evil eye. She stayed away for a few minutes, until the coast (and my mood) was clear. She’s no dummy.

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Ring! Ring! Whine!

I call home every evening as I’m leaving the office to let my husband know when I’ll be home. Jasmine has now equated both the phone ringing and the time of day to my arrival. Let’s see…phone rings in the early evening. 20 minutes later, Mom is home. Therefore, that ringing noise followed by Dad speaking means that Mom is coming home!

These days, Jasmine begins to whine when my Hubby answers the phone when I call before my departure from work. If I call during the day, she doesn’t bat an eyelash. But that early evening call…oh, the wait begins.

It’s so nice to be loved.

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