Named after the Mako shark which is the fastest shark in the ocean. Born with the instincts of a true chowhound. Mako’s tiny ears can pick up the opening of the most quiet food wrapper. Reminiscent of the great Murphy who could respond to the opening of a string cheese wrapper while dead asleep, under a blanket, 30 yards away in under 3 seconds. Born of humble origins in Fresno, California, his potential full grown size as yet unknown. Mako currently can leap 1 foot straight up while eyeing treats which is similar to his namesake the Mako shark which can leap 20 feet out of water. A bit of a wild child it remains to be seen whether or not Mako will have the discipline to become a great champion of the Brewski Bros Racing family.
May 28, 2012 – Rollin’ with my Homies
There’s nothing a gangsta likes better than rolling with his homies on a warm summer day. Today LandShark and I got to pay a visit to our homies over on the Southwest side of Anaheim. There were six of us rolling out today like the crazy dog pack that we are. Coach Brenda was in charge of our reins and making sure we didn’t start any fights with the jealous mutts around town. Our crew consisted of the following: myself the infamous El Diablo, LandShark (who will go all Shark attack on you if you’re not careful), big girl Mahi a Shepherd mix who also works as the unofficial bodyguard of Brewski Bros Racing (fans can get crazy ya know?), Mad Max a Terrier/Doxie mix who will chase you down then steal your ball, Kody a husky mix who was hangin in town for a couple of days and last but not least my crazy little lady Nikita, the most vicious teacup Chihuahua in any hood.
We started our walk to our favorite restaurant on the block, an old school Wienerschnitzel stand with a doggy friendly patio. We all got to chow down on some scrumptious Wienerschnitzel turkey dogs (Coach Brenda doesn’t want us getting chunky before the Wiener Nationals). Then we took the long way back home though some neighborhoods and schools so we could get some good exercise and walk off our lunch. We ran into a Pit Bull who was acting all tough and staring us down hard but my girl Nikita put him in his place quick and had him running with his tail between his legs. He found out the hard way that 4 lbs of Chihuahua equals 400 lbs of ATTITUDE! It takes a special kind of crazy to keep El Diablo the most interesting Wiener in the world interested. By the time our walk was done, we were all pretty tired, so me and the Shark said our goodbyes and headed home to momma.
When we got home we told momma all about our day’s adventures and how my crew showed the neighborhood who was boss once and for all. That’s when momma told me I had a Napoleon complex…who the hell is Napoleon and why is he trippin? I’m guessing he must have been a very important leader of Wiener dogs or a big powerful German Shepherd if I remind momma of him. I’m getting sleepy now, so I’m gonna keep it real and go night night.
May 16, 2012 – The Birthday Blues
Today, LandShark and I turn 3 years old. According to mommy that makes us 21 years old in doggy years and able to drink legally. As usual we’re not really sure what she’s talking about. We do know that today is that one special day a year when she stops at the doggy bakery on her way home from work and brings us a tasty birthday surprise. We look forward to our birthday treat all day long, we sit around drooling on ourselves waiting for her to get home. What we don’t look forward to is the inevitable emasculation that is as much fun as the first time we got neutered. What I am speaking of is the horrible little blue party hats that we are forced to wear each and every year in order to get our birthday treats. Evil mommy then takes photos of us in our “happy hats” and forwards then to all her friends (because the humiliation of wearing the hats is not enough, there must be photographic evidence as well).
Mommy doesn’t understand how difficult it is to maintain the image of a gangsta in a blue sparkly party hat with feathers…and streamers. Or maybe she does understand and thinks that if LandShark and I get beat up a couple of times by the hardened criminal gangs of Yorba Linda it will somehow make us stronger. Or she’s still pissed that I won’t go outside to pee when it’s raining…
~Murphy (I am unable to channel El Diablo while wearing this hat) the most interesting wiener in the world.
May 12, 2012 – Wild Wiener Round Up
This past Saturday LandShark and I spent the day at the Wild Wiener Round Up at Indian Village Park in Westminster, CA. Mommy told us that she was taking us to a place where bad Dachshunds are all placed in a pen and then small children chase them with lassos and the first doxie caught is placed on a spit and grilled in sacrifice to the Wiener dog gods. Mommy is evil isn’t she? Needless to say when we got there it was a charity fundraiser for the So Cal Dachshund Rescue, and no children with lassos and no spit for grilling Dachshunds.
We did some more wiener racing and I, El Diablo won a VERY FANCY squeaker ball for winning my first race. I, however, lost focus by round two due to the many hot wiener fashionistas that were strutting around in their best outfits…and was promptly eliminated.
The nice people at So Cal Dachshund Rescue did let us practice race with our friend Max who is part wiener and we were able to get some cool pix running against him. We also learned that running against another dog with legs 3 times longer than yours is a recipe for getting your butt kicked…repeatedly.
Mommy entered us in the bobbing for wieners contest but didn’t tell us that we were expected to put our faces in the water, uh no thank you! We also had our favorite two blond groupies with us, Madison and Abbie, they always give us tons of hugs and kisses even when we’re being bad.
~El Diablo, the most interesting wiener in the world.
May 6, 2012 – Wine Country Wiener Fest Races
So today has found us at the Wine Country Wiener Fest in Temecula at the Mount Palomar Winery (the one time a year mama trades a beer for a Brut). Thankfully it’s not as hot as last year when LandShark and I were certain we were going to melt into two little pools of Doxie sludge. That being said there’s a lot more competition this year with 60 Dachshunds registered to compete in Dexter’s Derby in the hopes of being named the Dexter’s Derby Grand Champion. Both brother and I are slotted to race this year hoping that it will better our chances of getting a win.
However, LandShark attempting to escape our play pen and flee the scene does not inspire much confidence. As usual it will be left up to me, El Diablo (the new racing name is catchy, eh?) to conquer the Wiener Fest and take home a trophy to make mama proud…
Of course things don’t always turn out the way you’ve planned and if not for a sly little grey wiener that distracted me during our race and angered El Diablo, then I most definitely would’ve won and moved on to the final round of the open division. On the plus side LandShark and I won a pretty blue blankie in the raffle.
~El Diablo aka Murphy, the most interesting Wiener in the world
My name is Murphy and my mom suggested I begin keeping a journal to chronicle the adventures of myself and my brother as we make our mark on the world of Wiener Dog Racing. I am 3 years old and live with my brother LandShark and our mom in Orange County California. My brother and I were named after beers cause our Mom thought that it was cute…thanks mom. Little did we know that the names would only be the beginning. Soon after adopting us mom discovered the world of competitive Wiener Dog Racing. She was instantly seduced by the throngs of screaming fans, the prestige of coaching such elite athletes and the fact that all the racing venues sell beer, her most favorite thing of all. As mom became more familiar with the sport she discovered that Wiener Dog Racing wasn’t just restricted to Oktoberfest celebrations and races could be found almost year round.
Our first year of racing was ugly as we began to learn the many secrets and strategies to successfully navigating the SoCal Wiener Dog Racing Circuit. We had our fill of bad starts, unfinished races, pooping on the course (not looked favorably upon by fellow racers), and in the case of brother LandShark not stopping at the finish line and attempting to flee the venue. However, with vigorous training and lots of treats we have now begun to see much more consistent results. We consistently finish our races and no longer try to crawl out of the gate and back into the arms of our doggy dropper. Sadly, our first victory continues to elude us much to the disappointment of mom (someone told her that if we win she gets free beer).
It is from the above that the team Brewski Bros Racing was born. The team consists of me, Murphy weighing in at an impressive 9.3 lbs, looking dashing ala James Bond in my traditional black and tan coat. Next, is my brother LandShark, weighing in at a hefty 10.5 lbs, looking regal and classic in his smooth red coat. Last is our head coach and manager Mom. My brother and I have never been separated since the day we were born and it is this true brotherhood that makes Brewski Bros Racing a force to be reckoned with in the racing world (even if we don’t have the trophies to back it up).
The team had a great time at the Corona Bark for Life walk to fight Cancer this past Saturday. There was lots to do and see and it was all for a good cause. The Temecula Valley Daschund Club hosted the Wiener Dog Races that were a big hit. Many wieners ran but only 12 advanced to the three championship heats. In the end it was the Defending Wiener Nationals Champion Penny Lane kicking our furry butts once again!
LandShark did however bring home two first place trophies for the less glamorous competitions of best doggy kisses and best dog trick with a kid…(which we found translates to: cute dog + cute blonde = sympathy trophy).
Earlier in the day we had the opportunity to settle the argument of which brewski bros was the faster wiener. We pit brother against brother in a head to head match for bragging rights. After losing by a rather large margin Murphy was overheard telling the press “LandShark may be the faster Wiener but I’m the better dancer.”
Come join Brewski Bros Racing at the upcoming “Wiener Friendly” races and events this spring and summer:
April 21, 2012 – The Orange County Pet Expo will showcase Wiener Dog Racing for the first time ever! Come see both LandShark and Murphy tear it up at the Costa Mesa Fairgrounds where the Pet Expo will take place Friday, April 19th through Sunday, April 20th. The Brewski Bros are slotted to race at 12:45pm and 2:45pm on Saturday the 21st.
April 28, 2012 – The Dos Lagos Wiener Races in Corona, CA. The races will be part of the American Cancer Society’s Bark for Life walk event for dogs and their owners to raise funds and awareness for the ACS’s fight against cancer.
May 6, 2012 – The Temecula Valley Daschund Club presents Wine Country Wiener Fest at the Mount Palomar Winery in Temecula, CA. Both LandShark & Murphy are confirmed racers at this annual event. Event information can be found at wienerfest.
May 26, 2012 – The Golden Gate Fields Wiener Nationals in Berkeley, CA. (Sponsors anyone?)
July 14, 2012 – The 14th Annual Wiener Nationals at Los Alamitos Racetrack. Event information at Wiener Nationals.
August 2012 – The 15th Annual Wiener Nationals Qualifier at Qualcomm stadium in San Diego, CA. Event information at Wiener Nationals San Diego.
It’s official, Murphy will be racing in the 16th annual Wiener Nationals at Los Alamitos Racetrack on July 9th. He is in the 2nd qualifying heat so his race will begin at approx. 6:15pm. So come on out and help cheer on his short little legs, entry is only $3 and it goes to benefit theSeal Beach Animal Rescue. http://www.losalamitos.com/wienernationals/default.aspx