I Love My Wieners.

Yesterday was the big North Carolina Wiener Roast at Castle McCulloch in Jamestown. It is put on by the Dachshund rescue groups, Almost Home Dachshund Rescue Society and the one we adopted Brisco and Charlene from, Dachshund Rescue of North America. 

I was in Dacshie heaven.

There were raffles, silent auctions, the selling of Dachshie merchandise and wiener dog contests galore.  You can imagine the fun that can be had with the many endless wiener jokes and believe me, Charlie kept himself entertained with them all day long.  His inner 12 year old was having a field day. 

We saw a night shirt that he said I needed.  It read, You wish I'd treat you like I treat my dog.  I think he was trying to tell me something. 

He did not realize how good he had it, however, after we met a couple there with four beautiful longhaired Dachsies who told us that they sleep in separate beds now because all four of the wieners sleep with her and there just wasn't enough room for him.  She said, "well at least I got him his own bed...he doesn't have to sleep on the couch..he sleeps in his bed with his golden retriever".  BAHAHAHA!

Bless his heart.

Seeing all those sweet wieners did make me long for another one though but I will hold off until we get that king sized bed. 

When we first got to the event, the Darlings (especially Brisco) were all gung ho and ready to go, go, go.  There was a lot of butt sniffing which is just the equivalent to a handshake in the doggie world.

There was a costume contest. First place went to the Chiquita Banana.

While Jaws took second.

This little Alice in Wonderland wagon of four Dachsies took 3rd, though I personally thought they should have won it.  Just the embarrassment alone that these proud Dacshies had to endure!  They were all just too cute though.  

And check out this little guy with his hotdog stand...

 There was a smallest wiener contest, which Charlene entered but didn't win.  It had to be close though.  I think her fur lost it for her against some of the short hairs. 

There was also, of course, the biggest wiener contest though I couldn't get a good pic of that one and various others, including the most colorful wiener.

The event was wrapped up with the wiener dog races.  I signed Mr. "I'm so full of energy and excitement that I think I'm going to explode" Darling up when we got there but as the day wore on, I knew he was not gonna be up for any racin' because that little wiener was flat tuckered out.  

We tried it anyway.  Here we are at the top of the hill.  I knew we were done when Brisco Darling was sitting on his rump and the wiener two down from us was having to be held back by his person as he whimpered and pawed his little feet in the air ready to burn up the track.  (I was right too cause he won out of our group)

   
Big Brisco Darling Boy ran about two feet, stopped, sat down and turned around and looked at me like, "Aren't you coming too?"  Bless his tired little wiener heart.  I picked him up and headed back down the hill and that concluded our 2010 wiener roast. 

We'll get 'em next year. 


Here are my babies sportin' their new fancy duds I bought them yesterday...

I love my wieners!