My Fritz teaching My boy Oscar


The other day my wife dropped a frozen weiner (weineeee) on the floor. Before she could bend over, Fritz had it and was llllooooonnnnngggggg gone ( dachshund can be lllllooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnggggggggggggg as you may well know ) == he had something similar to a frozen treat at 6 flags. Yum.