I Just Need to Understand

I spent most of the day today looking out the window on the lower landing of our stairs. There wasn’t anything much out there to see. It’s been raining a bit and, well … it’s wet and muddy looking, so not real appealing. One can only watch rain drip off a metal fence for just so long.

At least the snow is melting. I’d probably have to wear a jacket if we went outside, but that would still be better than staying inside. Maybe.

So, my brother, Baxter, and I sit here on the stairs and wonder – WHY are we all staying at home and doing nothing? I am sooooo bored!

At one point today, I thought I saw a bunny and we both got pretty excited, but … nope. Sigh.


Mom has been trying to keep me and Baxter from napping too much, but I think she gets tired of playing tugs and throwing my squeaky ball, so I’m OK with extra naps.

Actually, naps are sometimes better than what Mom calls “Manners Minding”. We walk back and forth around the house and it’s my job to do real-quick stops and sits next to her foot. Dad says it’s like playing musical chairs but without chairs when Baxter and I are both trying to play at once. I’m not sure what he means, but we get good treats!

I try to be a good girl and do as I’m told. Or at least Mom says I’m pretty good at minding my manners when I try.

OK, I could probably try harder, but when you are this bored, sometimes you just have to think up something to do!

This morning, Mom was ignoring me and watching [another🙄] long talking-voice thing on her lap-machine. She does that a lot these days and I’d really rather she play with me. So I brought her TOYS!

It took me quite a while to carry each of them all the way up from downstairs, one at a time.

I wonder which one she’ll pick? I’m so excited!

Well … that didn’t work out the way I planned. Mom told me I was being a “good girl”, playing so nice with my toys. Then she went back to watching the lap-machine. ARRGGHH! That wasn’t the idea!! I am SO BORED!!

OK … gotta come up with a new tactic.

I really wish Mom would explain why we have to stay at home. It’s been weeks and weeks. I just KNOW I am missing out on games. We always do sniffing games at BetCo – sometimes the fun running game with the tunnels and teeter-totters, too!

And I’m sure there have been RATS at the other fun place. I am missing out on climbing straw bales and finding rats! Heck, I haven’t even been taken to play the walk-around doing Sits, Downs and Watch-me game. This is SO unfair.


Mom? Mom? MOM!? Hey, Mom! Look at how cute I am!

Cuteness personified. 💗

OK, good – got your attention. Now, let’s go somewhere! Wait … what?

What do you mean, we are “hunkering down”? I don’t understand. Doesn’t my “sit pretty” count for anything these days?

Does that mean no more car rides? No more Sniffies at the park? No more zoomies or games with my favorite PEOPLE-FRIENDS? You know how much I love my people-friends; my Jean and my Laurie and my Beverley and my Jaralynn … ALL my other friends that love me SO much!

I don’t understand – we need to practice “Social Distancing”? What the heck is “Social Distancing”? Seriously? Six feet apart? Not going to happen! Dachshunds don’t DO social distancing! We do face-kisses and wet willies in your ears and neck snuggles. What am I going to do? AHHHH!


I’m sorry … but this just can’t be happening to ME. I’m cute. I’m lovable. I’m SOCIABLE! I need to go play games and see other doggies (no, Baxter doesn’t count!) and I need my people-friends!

You bring them back RIGHT NOW! I don’t want to do social distancing. I want social together-ing! 😥 Have you ever seen a dachshund having a temper-tantrum?!

I refuse to comply with “social-distancing”!

All right … all right … we’ll stay home for now. I’m sorry I made such a fuss, but it’s a lot of change. I’m not sure what to do, and you have to admit, you’ve been sort of sad and out of sorts lately. I was really just trying to cheer you up.

One last thing, Mom. This is all pretty scary. I’m sure glad I have YOU with me. But would you please explain again – I know what “down” means, but what the heck is a “hunker”?

What’s a “hunker”?

Published by 2dachsnite

I’m a RV Sometimer (less than full time, but more than a weekend warrior) living in Alaska, with dreams of seeing the country in my RV. I am 70 years old and married, but my husband isn’t a fan of RV travel, so my journeys are mostly solo except for my navigators; dachshunds Baxter & Rhonda. I’m also a spinner of tales - and a spinner of yarn (my other passion). My spinning wheel, along with the dogs, go along on all my travels. I look forward to sharing my stories, including photos and videos, with you.

3 thoughts on “I Just Need to Understand

  1. Rhonda, I TOTALLY GET IT. Your photos show EXACTLY what my dogs are thinking these days too! And I must admit – they’re spot on with what “I” am feeling as well!! Tell your mom a short car ride is OK, if you don’t get out of the car. We do that sometimes, just for a change of scenery. Mom’s doing the best she can. She loves you, and that counts for a LOT. Just keep telling yourself that! And the toys – well, maybe drop one on top of the lap-thing once in a while. That usually works. 😉

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  2. That is the cutest, funniest thing I’ve read. And Rhonda, oh my, she is the most adorable thing on four legs. So cute. I was going to check in with you and see how you are faring, but this sums it up.

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  3. Geek here. Yes down is understandable but hunker … Hmmm I don’t know. Ginger do you know? Maybe “jump”? (Geek) That works! Ahh.

    We thought we could give you some ideas of things to do since I am in and Ginger is in and out.

    We race each other, leap frog, boxing matches, hiding then leaping out to startle the other one, stealing each other’s toys. We both enjoy watching birds, coyotes, deer and rabbits out the windows, talk to anyone whether they listen or not. I love racing sister, mom or dad then attack their legs or flop down in front of them. It’s really yummy when I get to have cantelop, watermelon, any fruit really with dad on the coffee table. Ginger really enjoys licking a bowl of dad’s although dome tomes we share. I better get going. I have to pull the food container into the middle kitchen floor. We need more food. Mom only gives us a certain amount. We’re hoping she’ll learn to give us more!

    Try making an adventure. It IS fun!!!!

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