A Day in the Life of Maya

    I must share a normal day for Maya.  Why, because oftentimes I elect to spend my days on her schedule, and it is quite refreshing.  Maya will usually wake-up 20 minutes before the alarm is set (of course) and ask to go outside.  Maybe I should elaborate on this.  She will place her chin across your breathing apparatus (mouth and nose), and with your response, she will flip over on her back, which we all know as the universal "rub my belly" signal.  As she gets a belly rub, Maya will awake more of your senses by muttering an obnoxious noise; there's really no way to explain this sound other than she might be dying.  After her belly rub needs have been fulfilled, she will then jump down from the bed and wait.  Sadly, Maya is not patient when it comes to waiting.  If one of us does not get out of bed immediately, she throws a complete tantrum which included frantically jumping up and down, loudly crying out, and running from the door back to the bed.  This will continue until you get out of bed.
    Maya then goes out on the back terrace where she has found to be the most private and safe place to complete her duty.  After picking up any solids and rinsing off the terrace (and using the bathroom myself), Maya and I usually go back to bed while PDub is awoken by his time-to-get-ready-for-work alarm.  Maya and I sleep for about another hour before she throws a fit again.  This tantrum is an indicator that she needs, no, requires breakfast.  After she devours her breakfast like any dachshund would, she goes back to bed.  Another hour goes by before she awakens, stretches, and proceeds to play.  Playing generally consists of chase, hide-and-seek (she's a great finder), or fetch.  After this, she hits the couch for some R&R.  This might be interrupted to bark at some sounds in the hallway or to move to a different location, but otherwise, she sleeps all day.
    Typically an hour before PDub gets home, we will go on a walk through the park.  Maya, a few homeless people, and I are typically the only ones inhabiting this area, but sometimes this changes.  Today, for instance, my cute little dog (and me) was surrounded by about ten 12 year old girls with softball shirts on needing to pet Maya.  Maya has yet to become comfortable on our city walks, so as you may guess, she peed herself a little with this much attention (I might have too).  The girls' coach finally told them to move on while I mouthed a "Thank you."  This was a unique and traumatic experience for Maya seeing that little girl attacks don't always happen.  Anyway, when we return home from our walk, Maya usually gets another nap in before she sits and waits at the door for PDub to get home.  PDub arrives and Maya is all greetings and wiggles (the girl knows how to shake her hips) as if he has been gone for weeks.  She then gets in another playtime before eating and hitting the naps right before bedtime.

Sleep.....

   

Play.....

 

More Sleep.....