Going out alone

There is a gigantic world out there and Schatzi knows how to navigate in it !
She is always careful discovering something new but strictly on her terms. Once she makes up her mind, there is no holding her back.
The backyard has been explored completely.
Fox trails, standing up against the whiskey barrels to see what's in it, smelling a little under the deck. Sometimes I am lucky, I can find small peanut butter sandwiches in the grass, just for me.

The deck is the last frontier to conquer.
She finally did it ! After 6 weeks living with us, Schatzi had the courage to go outside all by herself.
What are these mill breeders doing to mess up a little dog so badly that she is afraid to go outside ?
If Dad is on the deck, Schatzi considers it safe and goes with him. But going without him is quite a feat.
There are stairs on one end of the deck and Schatzi can do stairs ! The ramp on the other end however, she is not so sure about.
We had everything double since we live in this house.
2 fences, 2 glass doors to the deck, 2 decks with 2 ramps going into the yard and 2 doggie doors.
For the dachsies stairs were bad for their backs, so we had a ramp installed.
Sort of a chicken ladder with carpet tiles on it and little cross beams to slow down the speed. I am not sure the speed bumps were necessary, more of a hindrance in retrospect, but I saw them on a real chicken ladder and I thought, they were useful.
The ramp was snug on the side of the house and everyone used it.

After the first deck fell apart, the new deck had a much nicer looking ramp.
Only problem was , Fausti, our # 5, refused to use it . With putting little treats along the board and gently nudging her up, you could think you could change a dachshund's mind. Stubborn dachshund. No way. That's it. No more using the ramp.
I think, she was afraid to fall off the sides, since the ramp had a little space between the wall and the board where she was supposed to walk.
Schatzi tackled the ramp from the ground on up and suddenly found herself on the deck . What a surprise !

Using the doggie door, which really is not a true doggie door anymore, presented no problem. Schatzi just sailed over the threshold and in she was - right in the kitchen.
The opening is just an open space with nothing in the way.
5 years ago, after Waldi died, Dad attached a piece of wire mesh to the door frame to keep the squirrels and birds out and a rare mouse too. So it was easy to just unscrew the metal again.
There were always 3 dachsies on guard duty and nobody dared to come too close to the door. Now I am a little worried, because Schatzi is not a chaser and has no job currently to keep order among the critters on the deck.
The old door had a light weight flap built into the screen door. It worked well, until 2 dachsies dashed through it at the same second.
It probably was the time when we needed a new door anyway.