Today we are linking up with Melinda at West Metro Mommy for Super Saturday Snapshots.
E is for Enzo (The Dachshund)
|An E shaped pancake for Enzo!|
When he was 3 years old I moved to America and left him with my family as I did not want to put him through the stress of flying 10,000 miles in the cargo hold of an airplane and he would get spoiled as much at home. He got spoiled a little too much as when I returned he had gained a lot of weight. He ended up getting a nickname, which was the "Fat Little Porker" or F.L.P for short. He lived 10 good years, but in late 2009 his organs started to shut down and the tough decision was made to put him to sleep. He was a great little dog and we all have fond memories of his antics.
Shellie is my younger sister and is who I gave Enzo to when I moved to America as she loved him and I knew he would get looked after well. I asked if she would be willing to share a few words about him and she was happy to do so. Here is her short story about Enzo.
|Enzo guarding the hay.|
Both Shellie and I took a ton of photos of Enzo over the years. Below are some of my favourites.
I got him when he was 5 weeks old. This is one of the first photos I took of him, not long after we brought him home.
He loved soft serve cones from McDonalds more than anything else on earth. He would lick the icecream, then chow down on the cone itself.
He did not like having his photo taken which was a pain especially back in the days when I still used a film camera. I got lucky with this one.
I took him to the river to see if he would like swimming like most dogs do. As you can see by his facial expression he did not enjoy it. The face seems to say "Don't ever think of doing this again and you better be taking me to McDonald's for a soft serve cone after torturing me like this!"
Shellie (my sister) and Enzo in 2001. Shellie loved Enzo just as much as I did.
Enzo and I at the airport before I flew out to move to America in December 2001.
Enzo (the big one on the bottom) and the other two Dachshunds we had, Rolly and Rompel. The other two were my brother's dogs.
Enzo enjoying life on the farm. He always came along with us whenever we had a job to do.
There are so many more photos of Enzo but I will save them for another day. What is your favourite breed of dog?