*ON THE ROAD AGAIN*

Guess what boys & girls, Frieda and Frank are on the road again, traveling with DogDaddySteve to the Tundra! It was a huge surprise to them to know that they would finally get to meet their dog relatives again!

They noticed that DogDaddySteve was prepping the Jeep for a travel experience but didn't know that they were included.

Follow this blog, dog lovers and friends, for an update on their recent adventure!

*Oh, The Shame Of It All*

What's a dog to do!! Dog/Daddy Steve returned home from work this evening, and his little boy Frank neither barked nor greeted him at the door, as he always does.

Dog/Daddy Steve found this unusual and silently wondered what the devilish duo had been up to now! There had been the case of the Missing Geraniums, the White-Out on Fulton Lane, the Shocking events for Frieda, the Water Monster and the Invasion of the Baby Racoon. Just what could they have done??

Apparently Frank has not recovered totally from the holiday season because there he was 'stuck' in an empty Budweiser box and could not get out! Was he looking for a 'cold one' to settle his dachshund nerves? No wonder he couldn't meet Dog/Daddy Steve at the door for their usual evening greetings.

As usual, the Posh Princess of Pillows, Frieda, was observing all of this from her sofa pillow and quietly snickering under her breath, 'told ya, sucker'..............

*Frieda and Frank's Christmas Holiday*

Since Dog/Daddy Steve makes his annual trek to the Tundra to celebrate the holidays with family and loved ones, and since Frieda and Frank enjoyed their summer vacation there, they had a different kind of Christmas holiday!

Even though Frieda sobbed and cried, pouted and panicked that Dog/Daddy Steve was abandoning her, both dachshunds went to the kennel for a Dog Spa weekend. They not only were given their yearly physical examinations, they were also groomed! Frieda and Frank both received refreshing manicures and pedicures, their soft fur was trimmed and brushed. Overall, they were indeed 'pampered' for the holidays.

Sweet Allen, who is Dog/Daddy Steve's good friend 'rescued' them because the kennel would be closed the following day, the day before Dog/Daddy Steve returned.

Dog/Daddy Steve enjoyed his Christmas holiday as did the 'polished and pampered' dachshunds!

*Frank and Frieda Spend Thanksgiving at Siesta Key, Florida*

Frieda and Frank are two very lucky little dachshunds, spending their Thanksgiving day with Dog/Daddy Steve in Siesta Key, Florida!

Dog/Daddy Steve decided to trek south for a long overdue vacation prior to starting a new job the beginning of December. Then it will be back to Atlanta for more Bulldog Security Patrol for these two lucky little dogs. They have earned a week in the sun due to their vigilant duty on Fulton Lane.............

*Oh No, A Water Monster On Fulton Lane*

Frank and Frieda are beside themselves regarding the new threat to their surveillance! It seems that Dog/Daddy Steve has a new toy! He decided to purchase a water power pressure machine to thoroughly clean the outside of his house. They have encountered geraniums, turtles, baby racoons, and handled them appropriately. But this new threat is going to require an entirely different strategy. This water monster is an entirely new threat to the security of their patrol area and quite an adversary. How do two highly trained Killer Dachshunds deal with this creature?

*Frank's Vigil: Bulldog Security Team Passes Test*

Sometimes Frank does not feel that his talents on the Bulldog Security Team are appreciated.

One recent evening on Fulton Lane, while Dog/Daddy Steve was attempting a quiet night at home, sipping a cold one and reading and listening to television Frank created an uproar in the back of the yard.

Dog/Daddy Steve went out to the patio and could not determine why Frank was on full alert and would not stop barking and barking. He also would not come on command, just bark, bark. bark. We all know that dachshunds love to bark, but this time it was different.

After a noisy several hours Dog/Daddy Steve just had to take the flashlight and find out what the problem was. Back in the corner of his yard Frank had cornered a baby racoon and would not allow the baby to leave the yard. Yikes, it was his first trapped prisoner and he was taking full advantage of it. The little racoon was trembling, with fear in it's eyes, and could not figure a way out of this dire situation.

Dog/Daddy Steve eventually had to intervene and pick up Frank so that the baby racoon could make it's hasty exit from the yard. Frank felt so defeated; he was finally proving his worth as an attack dog and now his capture was released. What's a dog to do??

Frank had a fitful night back in the house, worrying about his lost prey. Frieda teasingly snickered under her breath at his wasted vigil.

The next morning, Frank was up and ready, running out the door as fast as he could back to the corner of the yard..............but alas, his prey was long gone.

Frank, you will have many more hunting nights while you guard your backyard. Your Dog/Grandmother Charlotte is very proud of you!!

*Frieda, The Diva Princess of Posh Pillows*

Frieda was born to royalty, or divadom if you will, and she always demands royal treatment wherever she goes!

This photo taken on her recent road trip only illustrates the fact that she, as a puppy, knows that not only 800 thread count sheets are a must, but also the plumpest of posh pillows!