This is “Captain” Lance Monkeypants in CuteCopter One, and we’re getting reports of puppies attacking cars on the southbound I-812 at Bleen Street. This is a multiple-puppy situation, very aggressive, and they are simply not letting any car get past them, so drivers are advised to use surface streets until further notice.
Now over to Ellie B. with the weather!
Oh to be the lucky neighbor!
i love those kinds of dogs.
Attack of the killer dachshounds……. You don’t stand a chance.
Wow. If there’s anybody here today who’s been having a not-so-good day, I trust you are now feeling better.
I bet the guy with the remote control lost interest before the pups did.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
That one little black/dark brown one has the SHORTEST legs EVAR!!!
that is so cute! and an excellent way to exercise the dogs
They’re so silly!!!! Bahahahahahaahaahahaha!!!!!
Will definitely use surface roads tonight. Not taking any chances.
Awww!! SOOOO cute!! I love how dogs are so easily amused!
Too funny! I like the tall dog (visible for only about the first 15 seconds) who has absolutely no interest in playing with the other dogs or the truck. That one is an independent thinker!
This is one of my definitions of hell. My neighbors have at least 4 of those dogs, outside and, from what I can tell, largely untended. They bark at all hours. Nothing like coming home, in my own yard, to be barked at. Or those lovely three am “a leaf fell” barking fit.
lol! i always wonder how people can tape something like that without the camera wobbling from laughing…
AHHHH Jurassic Park flashbacks!!!
My cats would sit on the side of the pool and think, “you stoopid mutts…”
Before I became a cat lover, we had a pup named Mutsy who was maybe 20 lbs soaking wet. My grandmother had an industrial size picnic table in the back yard. Her dog, Butch, was a Great Dane/St Bernard mix. One very large (140 lb), slobbery dog, who didn’t realize he was too big to sit in your lap.
Once summer we brought Mutsy to visit Butch. They would chase each other in circles around the yard and when Mutsy got tired, she ran under the picnic table. Butch would try to chase her under the table, however he was too tall. It didn’t occur to him to duck. *smack* He’d hit that table with a full head of steam right in the forehead. That table would move 2-3 feet. He’d stand there, shake off the stars, and wait. Mutsy would come out from under the table, they’d run 5 or 6 laps around the yard, then she’d run back under the table. *smack* When the table got to the other end of the yard, Mutsy would switch directions, and Butch would *smack* the table back the other way.
I have never laughed so hard at the stupidity of a dog. I swear to god I am not making this up. Being a kid at the time, (I was maybe 12) I didn’t instantly get horrified at what I was seeing. (I say this cuz I know there are Nuffers out there that will flip out as they read this. Bite me, I was a kid.)
After a few minutes I was laughing so hard tears were running down my face. My aunts, mom, and grandmother came around the corner to see what I was laughing at. After watching in disbelief, and trying not to laugh, my aunt says ‘That is the dumbest dog I have ever seen in my entire life.’ My grandmother is getting indignant, but also trying not to giggle. She hollers, will you guys do something to stop that!? My dog is going to be brain damaged!!
So we open the patio door, and both dogs come running for us. Later that day the vet (who is a friend) came by to see if there were any issues with Butch. He checked out fine but we watched him the next couple days.
Do you know, the next day those dogs were doing the same thing again? You could just see Mutsy under the table laughing. We had to stop letting them out together without a human present.
Butch still managed to live to the ripe old age of 11 before hip dysplasia made his life miserable. Mutsy passed on about 5 years later soundly asleep in her bed. But I will always remember these two puppies. I still giggle when I think of them.
Gah, didn’t realize that post would be so long. My apologies for taking up so much space…
Wiener dog rally! Yay!
The running of the weeners > The running of the bulls.
Oh but Blondie, it was a lovely story, thank you for sharing! Reminded me of a Great Dane my grandfather had named Boomer, that dog was a dense as a box of rocks and totally adorable!
PS Check out the non-wiener moseying around, sniffing the hedges– “oh that smells interesting!”
I love that the one ‘normal’ sized dog is paying absolutely no attention to the nonsense.
sooo cute, This hapless bunch are clearly victims of mob mentality! What an ingenious way to “walk” the dogs without having to exert yourself or deal with tangled leashes
Well, duh! How else does a growing dog learn how to chase cars?
@Joboo – the running of the weeners…lolololol
@ Blondie. Thanks for that story; I could totally picture it, and the picnic table moving… LOL… I, like Grandma, would have worried about the brain of the big dog, but, as my hubby would say, he clearly doesn’t have one, or he’d stop it!
@Blondie: great story!! don’t apologize for the length, i agree with red angell–thank you for sharing! (btw, i still owe you an email….sorry for the personal insertion here, ed.)
notice the one, slower black dachsund always at the back of the pack–he seems like the porkiest of the bunch, but still wants to be a man and part of the chase. don’t worry about those stumpy legs, honey–you’re still a dachSTUD!
I grew up with Doxies. My parents last Doxie was Rabbie(Robbie) named after the Poet Robert Burns and he hunted …rocks. He would always come into the house with a rock and he would promptly run under the table. It took us forever to get his “prey” away from him.
Yes-Rob was unique..
[Aside, "I grew up with Doxies" is kinda snickery, taken out of context.
- Ed.]
I’m sure the neighbors love that racket. *cringe*
OMGWIENERDOGZ!!1!
How long did it take before the neighbour came and hammered that car to pieces with something?
Blondie, what a delightful story! Ol’ Butch must have had one very thick skull.
For some reason, this instantly reminded me of Nintendogs. (Those Mario Karts were so much fun to play with!)
@ Blondie…that was a wonderful story! Thanks for posting it
weeeeeeeeeeeners!!!!!!!!!!
I bought my shih tzus a rc car, thinking they’d react like those doxies. No, they’re like the black dog sniffing the bushes whenever I pull it out. *sigh* At least it’s now motivation to have my 3 year old nephew beg his momma to visit his Auntie Redd…
Wow, great way to make the dogs exercise
Why didn’t I think of that.
The lightest color dog doesn’t look like a Dachshund to me, but maybe I’m wrong. Either way, they’re all cute as buttons!
Skippymom, you’re right: That did make my crappy day a little better. I even LOL’d. Thank you NOMTOM.
PS: I see what you did there.
PPS: Why whatever could you possibly mean?
Theo, sometimes it’s the little things that make my day.
[When-n-n-n-ever life gets you down, keeps you wearing a frown... - Ed.]
Yep, I like the big dog at the beginning who’s sidling along the hedge with two thoughts in mind (1) keep those dang kids away from me and (2) where’s a good spot to p? Those little guys are adorable but LOUD. The black one in the back of the pack seems to have a whitish muzzle, I wonder if he/she is an older dog..trying to join the fun.
WEEEEEEENIEEEEEEEEEESSSS!!!!!!!!!!
Dachshunds converted my hubby into a dog lover. I just recently had to tell him that we should wait on getting another doxie baby because we were in the midst of a MOVE. He wants another one soooo bad!!
How can you not want 50 of them?
Wait, one of them in the pack is an imposter!
At 0:46 you’ll see this lighter brown dog at the bottom of the video that doesn’t look like a dachshund! Can anyone confirm/debunk this?
(I also noticed that this light brown dog had a little more ‘bounce’ when s/he ran, most definitely not weiner like! heehee)
Um…Lance *Monkeypants*? I don’t want to know where that came from.
And the mental images the name conjures? They are not pleasant.
Black and white spotted weinerdogs? Go figure. Ya learn something everyday. Blondie- beautiful and hilarious story, thanks!
SO, what is the weather forecast?
Blondie, what a great story. I have two Great Danes who could not be more different. Otis is smart as a whip and picks up tricks in about two seconds. He learns things without us even teaching him – shaking with the paw that corresponds to your outstretched hand, for instance. What he has in brains he lacks in bravery, though, and is the fraidiest 140 dog you’ll ever meet.
Rugby, on the other hand, is 180 pounds of pure, unadulterated dim wittedness. Dumber than a box of rocks, but a big sweet ol’ dope. I’m sure he’d be good company for Butch! They could run and around and be dense together.
Dear All of you, especially –Ed.,
…and the gravy train has left you behiiiiiiiiiiiiiind….
Glad to see a fellow Da Vinci’s Notebook Fan!
And yes, you are all nuts.
Fleurchien, I agree with your astute assessment of the longer-legged tan pup. He reminds me a lot of my semigreyhound Max in his younger days, before he was fully incorporated into my team of Sam and Max, Freelance Dogs. He still loves to chase things.
I just wrote a really cool song on that cubicle thread. Check it out!
OMG! The RC Jeep is screaming! I really don’t think you should be posting such horrible images! My heart bleeds for that poor creature. For SHAME, cuteoverload, for shame. How do we stop the violence if keep encouraging it!
@Jezebel: *snicker*
Dog+Tree= Not good
OMG, I’m in heaven…Oh to one day own a Weiner Ranch!
hehe, nintendogs! i love chasing my pups around with bowser….now to find my ds and play with my puppies!
I think the tan doggie with the slightly longer legs is a weenie or a weenie mixed with something else (chihuahua, maybe). A good friend of mine is a long-time member of a doxie rescue group, and one of his rescues is a purebred dachshund who looks just like the one in the video. I think sometimes those weenie genes go all recessive and actually create legs that approach “normal” length.
That said, my favorite weenie in this pack is the .. . uh . . . generously stuffed black and tan sausage dog that lingers at the back of the pack. He is smart enough to have figured out that he doesn’t have to expend a lot of energy in following the prey/RC car too closely, as it well inevitably turn around and come back in his direction. Or maybe that’s just as fast as the little chub can go! (I can certainly identify!)
Gonna go kiss my doxie!
Omg – love it. And so yeah….my dogs heard the dachs barking on the video and now they are both simultaneoulsy howling and barooing. bwahahaha
I got laid off today, and somehow, after this, I just don’t care. How can one be sad after seeing weiner dogs chase a toy car!
Who’s zooming whom??
(apologies to ARETHA)
I loved it when the dachshunds collided.
I think someone needs to exercise their weiner pups! They are looking a little rotund…
yap yap *punt*
slow black daschund at :27 says. ill just stand right here .. hit me!… ahhh see just like batman not gonna run me over.. ill make you break your one rule’
whoops :29 in
@blondie- tears but good ones..you have a great memory of your grams, and sounds like, two pretty great dogs.
@video….
I think 3 are dach mixes and the rest (sans bush sniffing/don’t care ’bout stupid car” dog) are pure dachs.
I love these dogs. I have 2 of them, 1 mini (7 months) and 1 standard (13 y.o.) they are so cute and smart. I just love them.
What a bunch of wieners!
@ Melinda: I’m sorry you got laid off – that has to be really tough in this economy. I wish you luck and success in finding a new job or doing whatever you want to do. Hang in there, kiddo. CO will definitely soften the blow. *hug*
what a great way to exercise the weiners!!! I have 3 across the street from me, it takes a lot less than that to get them going!
I used to have a dog that liked to hear herself. She barked constantly. She drive me crazy and I was the one who loved her. It was odd when she passed – I loved her but the house was more at peace than I think she was…PEACE AND QUIET.
She barked herself straight to the Heavenly Gates.
I *almost* developed a heavy drinking problem because of the dog’s barking.
These dachshunds/mixes would drive me insane. I have 2 Boston Terriers and they don’t bark. I chose the breed for a reason.
BLONDIE,
The funniest part of the story was actually your grandma shouting, “Will you guys do something to stop that!? My dog is going to be brain damaged!!” Somehow I have a mental picture of the Hallmark/Shoebox character Madge throwing the door open and shouting that, LOL.
*nightmares ensue*
Darling, but how’d you like to be the neighbor who is awakened, trying to enjoy coffee and newspaper, or getting ready for work in the morning? Think of the eyeliner and mascara eye pokes that would ensue. Still, goggies are cute and very…alert.
Blondie, you described that perfectly. I can picture it just like it happened. Hilarious!
Melinda, sending you warm and positive thoughts to cheer you and bring you luck for a search for a new job that is just right for you.
Our next door neighbors have seven opinionated chihuahuas that scream in a pack whenever something annoys them (i.e. a person walking by, a car, a leaf in the wind…) I’d love to throw an R.C. car in their yard and see the mayhem ensue.
[Good sweet fluffy hopscotch on high, I can't even imagine living with that.
- Ed.]
I now know what I’m getting my Doxie for Christmas! He already barks at the lawn mower when I start it, so this has to be next.
At my dad’s house, there are two very high-strung terriers who bark at everything. Once a week, they have to be kept indoors while gardeners tend the yards, and they go completely berserk.
Wow, its hard to watch the puppies, Im completely distracted by wondering what on earth that is hanging in the upper right of the frame that looks like a woman in a striped shirt and jeans.
She never moves, her legs are crossed which seems to be a difficult position on a ladder, not that I see a ladder, its like this woman is just hanging there….
Then theres the guy standing next to the hanging woman, who never makes any obvious movement either.
So Im left to wonder, do these people keep manniquins on their property?
To what purpose?
Are they store window dressers? costume makers?
Or, as the hanging woman suggests, practicing serial killers?
I need an aspirin…..
NTMTOM: I used to dogsit my mother-in-law’s terrier Jack. I lived in Seattle at the time where it rains alot. Well, every time Jack wanted to go out in backyard, if it was raining he would growl and bark like a mad dog and try to kill the rain. I asked my mom-in-law why he did this but she had nothing.
@Catsquatch: I think the “hanging woman” is actually a folded beach umbrella. The larger object at right is probably an outdoor pool, where one would expect to find an umbrella.
The man, I’m guessing, is the one controlling the car. It never leaves his line of sight, and he seems to be focusing on it intently.
Beach umbrella?
Let me look at that again….
Ok, I can see how that could be a beach umbrella wearing a pair of jeans….
And I do see that both of the mans arms stay like he is holding something…..
Whew…..
Hope that aspirin kicks in soon…..
;D
Catsquatch – I can see how you would see the lady with the jeans and striped top on, but I’m fairly certain that’s a beach umbrella!
Blondie – your story is hilarious! I can also see Madge (one of my all time favorite characters and TOTALLY my grandmother) coming out & shouting about the dog being brain damaged!!
Weiner dogs are always AUTOMATICALLY cute, but RUNNING WEINER DOGS!!!
OMG, so cute my head almost exploded! All those stubby little legs and wagging tails at top speed!!!! And their cute little bouncing heinies!!!!! I want them all to live at my house!!!!
To the people who disparaged doxies as non-stop barkers, please note that not all of the doxies were barking, it really just sounded like 2 distinct voices. The others were busy SNARLING and GROWLING, you can hear it as a low, rumbling undertone. When you’re as small as a dachshund, it’s important to let everyone know how FIERCE you are!
Melinda- hang tough, hang with us and remember that you are a wonderful and creative person in a very crummy economy. We appreciate your talents- keep commenting- I send you hugs from the Steppes of Central Connecticut.
looks like they need the exercise, a couple of them looked quite over wieght poor things.
i don’t think i’ve ever seen a parti-colored dachshund before. verrah kewt!
Glad I don’t live next door to this circus, too. The clown next door to me uses retarded Scotties in her act.
Thaaats why my dog is barking at night…a leaf fell..Thanks I thought it was nothing! LOL
My friends have two doxies and a couple of poodles (all mini’s). Whenever we visit, we are greeted at the door with joyful yaps (that start before we even knock) and excited little legs tripping all over each other in their eagerness to say hello. Once it’s done, they calm down and settle in for scritchies. I wouldn’t change a thing. My friends will never be surprised by unwanted visitors.
This is what we will be doing while you are in Australia (you’ll know this is true when you see the tell tale tire marks on the girls’ paws
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http://cuteoverload.com/2009/11/09/time-for-the-c-o-traffic-report/