Before we get to the year that was or the year that will be, here’s your annual Christmas card. Brought to you by the little dogs that keep us happy, on our toes, and forever finding rawhide chews in the strangest places.

So tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and the temperature is going to be soaring up to a record-breaking 25 to 35 degrees above normal.
No. Just no. In fact, hell no.
Continue reading “Dear universe – I want New England weather back”
Regular readers know that we’re animal lovers here. We have cats and dogs here at Casa Dachshund, despite the name, and we love all animals.* That’s why this new project by Matthew Inman of The Oatmeal fame is so cool. This is, as he explains on the website, a form of cat atonement (catonement) for recently Kickstarting a super successful game called Exploding Kittens. Really.
Please go on a vacation.
There are so few Americans of Portuguese descent that are seen on the national stage, much less the international stage, and Secretary of Energy Ernest Moniz has managed to do both. He is one of the few people in politics and policy circles that I would totally go all fanboy over if I ever had the chance to meet him.
Why? you might ask. After all, this guy is probably more famous for his hair in American culture than for anything else about him.
Well, let me tell you a bit about him.
Today we brought home the newest member of our family, Dash. Dash is a 6-year-old black and tan tweenie male long hair dachshund. We thought initially that the previous owners had named him Dash because so many people mispronounce dachshund as “dash-hound.” Apparently that’s not the case, this little guy is fast.

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Yesterday was my sister’s memorial service. She was 31. I’m not going to go into great detail, I already wrote about my reaction the day she died and when her dog, my first niece, passed. Here it is, my sister’s life, summed up in written form the best way I know how.
Continue reading “A Eulogy for the woman who was and the girl who never got to be”
I don’t know what it is, but something about the sea fascinates me, and has for most of my life. Maybe it’s because the sea has played various roles in my family history – some big and some small. Maybe it’s because ships captured my imagination as a little boy the way trucks or cars or airplanes do for most young boys. For years as a kid, my favorite “souvenir” I would get from my trips to the Cape or Martha’s Vineyard was one of those little wooden ships, usually a fishing boat of some kind, that you find in local shops. And I have been reading books about New England maritime history for years.
So anyway, it turns out that early next year there is a movie coming out based on the Michael Tougias book The Finest Hours.
Continue reading “A big story of Massachusetts maritime history is coming to the movies”
For those of you playing along at home, it’s been a really weird month here at Casa Dachshund. The really good, new jobs that are awesome, has nearly been outweighed by the terrible, death and destruction.
Today there was more death. My first niece died. Jasmine, my sister’s Pomeranian, left us.
We don’t always know when a chapter in our lives ends. Very often it happens with a small sound, a wisp of smoke, or the tiniest wrinkle.
Then there are days like today when a chapter closes with a resolute BANG! A sound like a dictionary being dropped on the floor. The slamming of an old solid oak door with all the force of the gale behind it – BOOM.