So Charley has made a cameo in my BBQ post, but I guess it's time I do some fatherly doting here. He's a miniature shorthair dachshund, who's about to turn 1-year-old. A sociable fellow, he enjoys doggie treats (preferably gourmet) and long walks around the apartment complex, wherein he barks at and chases after cats, children, and anything else that isn't much bigger than he.

Here's Charley taking a break from his favorite pastime: looking out the window and barking at people passing on the sidwalk.


Here's Charley at his second-favorite pastime: sleeping. He seems to be training for some kind of marathon--that or he's been nursing a stashed horde of sleeping pills that were leftover by the previous residents. Note the ever-so-cute fetal position that allows him to keep his nose warm.


Here's Charley at his third-favorite pastime: tunneling under whatever he can find to tunnel under. He's particularly pleased to get under the covers while we're sleeping and ransack the whole bed so that we wake up pissed at each other for stealing the covers, hogging pillows, taking up too much space, etc. If he weren't so damned cute, we'd have to send him downstairs to sleep on the cold tile floors.


Anyway, that's just an intro our buddy Charley. We hope you get to meet him sometime soon. By then, hopefully he'll have outgrown his puppy phase of pissing all over his new friends by way of salutation--a habit that has earned him the reputation of "The R. Kelley of Dogs" among our Florida friends.