Kassi's inner supermodel

Kassi had her first (and, um, maybe last) pro photo shoot this weekend with the very talented Sarah Beth!
See a bit more at Sarah Beth Photography blog.
See a folio of her work and an interview with Sarah at the Mod-Dog Blog....

kassi's killer instinct

You say this little creature is cute? I say it smells. I discovered 8 of them in the compost pile yesterday and it took much yelling and wrangling to get one out of my "jaws of death and destruction" (mwaa-ha-ha-ha evil dachshund laugh). These people that I live with, they really don't make any sense. All summer they point at big creatures like this one, and say "Kassi, chase the rabbit! Get him, get him!" And I run really fast and chase them away like a good girl. But root out a whole bunch of them (at a size I could actually manage) and they go all soft and mushy on me. They just don't get it - they'd never survive in the wild.

Kassi's new gig: she's a very Mod-Dog!

If you're wondering where Kassi's blogging has gone over the past weeks, she can explain... Her peeps have the habit of buying everything 'wiener-dog', and most of it is not good-- after all, bad art offends her sophisticated palate and upsets her tummy. To point her peeps in the right direction, she made a few fine art prints and notecards, featuring -- herself! Next she made a print for the bestest pug ever, a golden retriever that she pretends to not like (but really he's very sweet), and now she's on a roll! Check out her new shop at www.Mod-Dog.com, and the blog at www.Mod-Dog.com/blog, enjoy!

p.s. Friends of Kassi's get a special gift with purchase!

Kassi Stars in First Movie!

Kassi and the Cube - A Tail of Greed, Love and Desire.
Or, One Dachshund Rolls the Dice for some Cookies.

Kassi's New Year's Pawsolutions

I will blog. I promise.

I will hold still for photographs, even though it is beneath me.

I will work on my humans' communication skills -- they're good at saying 'food', but not good enough at getting me food.

I will learn to bake organic doggie treats all by myself.

I will pretend I know nothing of the thing I ate from underneath the sofa.

When launching myself from said sofa, I will not use people as landing pad.

I will stop obsessing about the purse that looks like a dog.

I will not try to accidentally trip someone who is carrying food.

I will ask before sniffing someone's nether-regions.

I will remember that the house is not a toy.

I will be kinder to Tennis Ball. Even though he drives me crazy. Ooh, that Tennis Ball. And don't get me started on his big brother, Giant Tennis Ball.

I will chew.

I will take walks, give kisses, and do other things that I can't help doing.

Moxie in the Wilderness: Episode III

If you encounter strange creatures in the wilderness, you have one good course of action. Bark. I recommend "arrf arf - woooooof, woof, woof, woof!" if the strange creatures do not get the message, try "bow owoowowowo bow wow wow!" I made it pretty clear to these tall strange intruders that I didn't want them close to my people, and they didn't get it. My peeps really didn't get it either, they kept telling me to calm down and back off, didn't they realize that I was all that stood between them and whatever these strange creatures had in mind? They could have stolen all of our frankfurters, or stomped on our pup tents! They had to be be stopped! Now, no matter how much moxie you have, you don't want to lose your head-- make sure you bark at these creatures from a safe distance, and when you feel threatened, flee for your life, hide under the chair of your people and be confident that you have made your point very very clear.

Moxie in the Wilderness: Episode II

Ok you lazy people, get up off that chair and let's go!

The wilderness is pretty big for such a small dog, but I handled it.


You have to keep your people in line, they can get distracted and wander off. They do not have a dog's keen sense of direction. All it takes is one little movement in the brush, and they're off! Make sure you keep your people on a leash.
I was totally up for some fishing -- those fish move so fast, it's all a doxie can do to keep an eye on 'em. Dog knows I hate getting wet, but it was almost worth it for the taste of fresh trout.


Once you've got your people good and tired, you can take them back to camp for a nice long nap. and a cookie. and another nap.