I wasn't sure what to name my website and I've gone back and forth, but I settled on The Doxie Mom - because really everything I need to know in life I've learned from my dachshunds. For example, if you look cute enough, you can get whatever you want. Just kidding! But I have had 4 dachshunds in my lifetime and 1 chihuahua too. Since my website name is dog-related, I will begin my blog with a tribute to all 5, what they have meant to me, and how my experiences with them have shaped who I am today...
Minnie was my first baby. I was just shy of my 6th birthday when I got this little one - the runt of her litter who grew to a whopping 7 pounds. She was such a sport too. I dressed her up, carried her all around, and pretty much treated her like a baby doll. Whatever stereotype you have in your head about chihuahuas, don't. She broke the mold. To this day she is the calmest dog I've ever owned. Minnie taught me responsibility and how to love a pet with all your heart. Her death was my first real experience with "someone" close to me dying at an age I could understand. I learned how to grieve but also that honoring her memory was more effective than shutting down. I actually thought about that when I lost my grandfather years down the road. I recalled Minnie's death and made sure to always remember the happy times I had with him and not the last few weeks of suffering.
April was my first experience owning a dachshund and the reason I've become ... shall we say it ... obsessed. (I have nothing to hide!) I didn't set out to get a dachshund, but when we moved out of our apartment and into a house, my mom said I can get another dog for my birthday. I can't tell you how many visits we made to the SPCA. I just never saw a dog that was right for me. Until April. She was a 6-month-old owner surrender because they could not keep her in an apartment. She was a dachshund mix, but had the long body and had mostly dachshund traits. She was a very go-with-the-flow kind of dog; however, she was extremely protective of my Mom. I used to joke that if a robber came to our house, as long as they didn't come near my Mom she'd give them a tour of the house and show them where our valuables are! LOL. April lived a long life full of love and was as loyal as they come until the end.
I bought Maddie when I was in college, so appropriately, she was named after my favorite bar at the time -- Madigan's. Her full name is Madigan May, but we've always just called her Maddie. She is a long-haired dachshund that was supposed to live with me in Baton Rouge, but after I bought her I was told that she wasn't allowed where I was moving to. I was devastated, but luckily my Mom agreed to let Maddie live with her. And now I don't know what my Mom would do without her! This little girl has an attitude that's for sure. And she's a barker. She loves to announce her presence. Maddie was hit by a car back in 2012 and had to have major hip surgery, but she is still going strong and has the same spunky personality at 10 years old. Maddie has a way of lighting up the room and making all of your troubles feel light. It's impossible to be in a bad mood when she's licking your face!
Where do I begin with Maizy June? She was the one who was taken too soon, only 7 weeks old when she died of Canine Parvovirus. Maizy reminded me that life isn't fair, but that all things have a purpose. While I will always question why Maizy had to die so young, I will always be thankful for the short time we had with her. If not for the crazy series of events that led to her joining our family, she would have died alone in a dirty pen without any love. But as it turned out, she received more love in one week than some dogs do in an entire lifetime. I will forever miss Sweet Maizy and be glad for the opportunity we had to give her all the love we had to give.
This is my current little princess, or as we now call her "Miracle Dog." After losing Maizy, we adopted Harper the next month from a rescue group in Houston who had picked her up from a local kill shelter. All was going well until she came very close to dying from ingesting part of a Sago Palm (read more here.) In fact, the doctors told us she most likely would not make it. But I fought for her, prayed for her, and gave her all kinds of medications and supplements. I made a bucket list for her and did everything I could to ensure that her last days would be filled with love and excitement. Then Harper made a miraculous recovery. I don't know if it was the medicines, the love or the power of prayer, but it was likely a combination of everything. I might not be the most maternal of women out there, but when it comes to Harper, I am the best doxie mom there is. And thanks to that experience, I know I'll be a great Mommy one day as well should God bless me with children of my own.