Showing posts with label The True Story.... Show all posts
Showing posts with label The True Story.... Show all posts

Sunday, July 4, 2010

My NameGame Story

Happy Fourth of July Everybuddy!!!
My name story isn't very much interesting. Butt here goes:

My pawrents have had dachshunds for ever and ever. They had always been short hairs though. All of them were named ......... Von Schntzel though. Patty Cake Von Schnitzel was the furst. When she crossed over Pretzel V.S. came then Gretel V.S.. THEN... While Gretel was still with them... mom got Baron Von Schnitzel for my dad for his birthday pressie. AND at the SAME TIME my sister Lori got his TWIN brother Sarek. Then came Christmas and my Dad got my mom Duchess Lisel Von Schnitzel. (Soooo mom and dad had Baron and Lisel and Sarek was living with Lori in Columbus.) That was ok... until.... Sarek decided he didn't LIKE living with Lori beclaws she ALSO had two big dawgs and one was very mean to Sarek. Well, Sarek decided to move in with mom, dad, Lisel, and his twin bro. Baron. That meant that mom and dad had 3 dachshunds (the fleet) that were all the same age. Fine and dandy when they were young... butt you know we all get old and need to cross the Rainbow Bridge SOMETIME... For the FLEET... it was at 14 1/2, 15, and finally Baron left after 16 long wonderful years. Mom and dad said....... NEVER AGAIN !!! WE CAN'T TAKE IT! IT HURTS TOOOO MUCH. NO MORE DACHSHUNDS.... That was on a Monday..... by Wednesday... they had found ME !!! They made arrangements to pick me up on Saturday afternoon. I was being called Tiny Timmy at the time. My Mom and Dad .... hated that name and all that was associated with it.... sooooooo they tried to THINK of a good name. You know something like Blah Blah Von Schnitzel. I think that they were still sooooo upset about the last of the Fleet... crossing over, that they just could NOT come up with anything. SOOOOOOOOO, to make a long story short.... my mom went on line and looked up DACHSHUND NAMES. She saw Frankie Furter and fell in love. Dad saw Oscar and wanted that. They thought about that for about 87 seconds and said.... OK... this one is much smaller than any of the others.. he is already 11 months old, and he is a LONG HAIR. Let's drop the Von Schnitzel tradition and call him..... Frankie Oscar Furter Price !!! Sooooo there you have it.... I (Frankie Furter) am a one of a kind, in a long line of wonderful dachshunds.