Thursday, November 26, 2015

THE DAY OF TURKEY

Today is the day that we wait for all year long. Our chance to count our blessings and give thanks for the many gifts we receive in our lives. The time to connect to loved ones and share time together while reflecting on happy memories of other holiday gatherings…..blah blah blah – this day is about the bird, the turkey, the gobbler and the giver of Tryptophan. (You thought I couldn’t spell that word huh? That is what the spell checker is for!) Anyway, let’s face it: we all want the turkey. It doesn’t really matter what goes with it, though we want that stuff too. (pardon the pun) So stuffing, potatoes and all of that have one thing in common: they exist to compliment the turkey. I exist to eat the turkey. I may be small, but I am also considered a little gobbler. I hope that I get an entire turkey to myself this year without having to share with any of the other mangy mutts in my house. There I said it. In the true spirit of the holidays, I am selfish. I hope this doesn’t make you love me any less. You may want a turkey all to yourself too. And don’t forget the pie. If you eat a whole pie and a whole turkey, you won’t need any of the other complimentary food! Happy selfish Thanksgiving!

CHUCK

STUFFED!!!
I GOT MY TURKEY. DO YOU HAVE YOURS?
HEY COULD SOMEONE COOK THIS FOR ME PLEASE. I'M HUNGRY!

Friday, November 20, 2015

GO FOR THE CARROT

HERE I GO...
It is time again for one of my inspirational blogs to encourage you along your life’s journey. First I will tell you a little story. The other night, my Mom opened the fridge and left it open J Well, you know what that means right? Time for me to see if I can get something out of there that is within reach of my short little self. Sure enough there was a bag of carrots right there on a shelf that I could reach. I like carrots a lot! Plus I need my vegetables right? So I got in there, found the hole in the bag and went to work. Within a few moments my Mom yelled at me from across the kitchen and it sounded like “Chuck you little ?*&^%$, get out of there.” I knew then that my time for victory was limited so I worked faster and got my carrot! Yeah me!  The moral of this story is that in life you need to get your carrot. Even if the odds are against you and you are short, you have to keep trying. Once you get your carrot don’t let go no matter how much yelling and tugging is involved. I hope this little snippet of motivation was helpful to you!
MUST HURRY!

CHUCK

Raiding the Fridge


IGNORING THE YELLING!


SEE HOW MY PERSISTENCE PAYS OFF!

Friday, November 13, 2015

TOYS ARE US!

I CAN'T PLAY RIGHT NOW...THERE IS A CAMERA POINTED AT ME!
When you are a little dog, you need more toys than the average dog. A big dog can be happy with one toy or a favorite bone or ball, but us little guys need more stuff. I personally like to choose which toy suits my fancy at any given moment. Like the Bo Bo is fun for a few minutes, but then I like to move on to something crunchy like the toy with the plastic bottle hidden inside. It becomes like an obsession to get the stupid bottle out of the toy and I am on a mission. Then I move on to the toy without the stuffing and I shake it around like I hunted it and brought it down. I become Chuck the mighty Chihuahua hunter and this is a good look for me. Cayenne likes the ball and will play forever, but she can be easily distracted by anything that squeaks. Lacey likes to steal the toys when we are not looking. She drags them off to her dog bed and starts a little collection. We then need more toys to keep us occupied as our toy collection gets smaller with each theft. Dutchess usually chooses one toy and won’t let anyone near it. She even pretends to let my Mom play with her, but she will not release the toy without some serious snarling, growling and snarkiness. (no one wants to play with her and she doesn’t get the multiple toy theory). So when the holidays come around, buy your little dog lots of toys and feel free to buy me some too. Don’t be frugal when filling up that cart. Just so you know, I don’t need tennis balls. They could give me a concussion if you throw one at me.

CHUCK

Playing Around

THE CAMERA IS STILL ON ME RIGHT?

LOOK I GOT A SKUNK!

Friday, November 6, 2015

HIDE AND SEEK


 One of the reasons I have been able to write this blog is because of my uncanny ability to come up with new weird behaviors that baffle my parents. I am unable to explain these quirky episodes, but I chalk it up to me being a Chihuahua prodigy. My latest weirdness started a few weeks ago. You all know that I eat in the pantry so that the other dogs don’t lose their food to my ridiculously quick snarfing.  Lately when my Mom comes to retrieve me after dinner, I hide behind the stuff in the pantry and I won’t come out. I wish I could explain my reasons for doing this, but I have no answers for you. I am just a weird little dog who does bizarre things and then shares those things with you. My Mom is a little bit frustrated, but it is kind of funny how she goes to all this trouble to coax me out. She even goes so far as offering me more food, but I know that is not going to happen. I am smarter than I look you know and I know the fake food trick and I am not falling for it. Maybe I just want to act like a super spy on a mission in the pantry. There could be stuff going on in there that I could discover like a mouse in there or something. No, that would creep me out if I was sharing my pantry with a mouse. Never mind, I am just weird.
I LOOK SUPER SNEAKY- MAKES YOU WONDER WHAT I AM UP TO DOESN'T IT?

CHUCK

Pantry Spy