Friday, June 26, 2015

SUPER DOCTOR

WE COULD BE REALLY GOOD FRIENDS IF HE WOULD GIVE ME HAM!
Ok, so I guess I am not the only one who is exceptional! There is a new Doctor at my Mom’s work. He is a specialist with Internal Medicine. (You remember, I have had to visit them a few times. Nothing that was my fault of course!) Well nothing was wrong with me, but I went to work with my Mom to meet the new guy! His name is Kirk Sears. He does all kinds of cool things that I can’t spell and I think they have to do with sticking tubes in places that I would rather not discuss. The Internal Medicine Doctors are amazing and it is nice that they now have another Doctor who will be available when, I mean if I need him! I am not planning on eating rocks or plastic or wicker or any of that other stuff that got me in trouble before, but sometimes those things just happen. I clearly remember the rock launching itself into my mouth when I wasn’t even aware of it happening. Maybe I was yawning or something. Anyway, welcome Dr. Sears. I hope that we don’t become really good friends if you know what I mean!

CHUCK

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Friday, June 19, 2015

LIFE LESSONS

CAN YOU SEE ME?
This could make for a great suspense movie. It was ME trapped in the closet again! Most of you know that my Mom feeds me in the little pantry-closet because she is worried that I will try to eat the other dog’s food. I am not sure why she distrusts me like this, but I eat wherever my food takes me. The other night my Mom put me in there and then forgot me. I could hear my Mom and Dad talking and the other dogs free and happy roaming through the house while I was trapped. What made it even worse was the fact that there are bins of dog food in there which I couldn’t open and my favorite dog biscuits were on a shelf that only a Great Dane could reach. This was slow Chihuahua torture and I was a little bit surprised that I, being as cute as I am could be forgotten. My parents must have been given a drug of some kind or were tied up somewhere and unable to come get me. There is no way that I could be forgotten. I finally scratched at the door and was set free. My Mom was extra nice to me after this happened. I am thinking that I could hang out in the closet for awhile if it means additional attention. This is one of those lessons in life. There is usually an upside to negative situations. I will try to remember this nugget of wisdom the next time that I don’t get something that I want. I am pretty sure I will forget….

CHUCK

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YUP, I AM STILL IN HERE....HELLO?

Friday, June 12, 2015

CHUCK'S SUMMER LINE UP...

I love summer. In case you haven’t noticed, I don’t have a lot of fur to keep me warm so I prefer the warmer months. I am going to be very creative and witty and give you a list of the things I plan on doing this summer using the word summer. Nifty huh?

S is for Sun! I am going to sit it the sun and watch my little underbelly get all tan and dark so I look like the Mexican that I am supposed to be.

U is for Unlimited Barbeques. I plan on having an outdoor cook out whenever I can. I am going to eat little steaks and burgers and maybe a little shish-ka-bob with all kinds of fun items organized together on a little stick.

M is for Margaritas! YUM! I plan on putting a small umbrella in my drinks so that I look like I am at a Chihuahua resort on a beach or small island. Hopefully, no one will ask me for my ID. I think I might be under the legal drinking age.

COULD YOU PLEASE FILL UP MY PITCHER AND
TAKE ME OUTSIDE? OH...  AND DO YOU HAVE A LITTLE STRAW?
M is for Many bags of potato chips. You can’t have summer without them. Plus they will go really good with my margaritas.

E is for Extremely Handsome. OK it isn’t really a summer plan, but since I am really handsome I thought I would include it.

R is for Racing which I will be doing in the back yard while dodging all of the weeds that are bound to pop up and try to eat me. Yikes. I don’t think I like the R very well. I am going to stick to all of the above things and skip the last letter.

I hope your SUMME plans are as fun filled as mine. Just remember, your plans should probably include food. It is just a suggestion. It’s not that you can’t have any fun without food, but considering who is writing this, it makes sense that it would be the most important thing!

Chuck
Beach Boy!                                                      The doggles are in memory of my
                                                                                           friend Bailey who made them a 

                                                                                                       a fashion statement!

Friday, June 5, 2015

LITTLE DOG BENEFITS

There are many reasons why little dogs are cool. First I am going to give you the reasons why it is great to be a small dog. Then I am going to tell you why you should be happy to have a small dog. (Did you see how I bolded the word have? I am really getting some good typing skills)

  • I like being a little dog because I can get a ride where ever I need to go. A little whine, a little paw and I am lifted up and carted off to my destination. It is like a little airplane ride on Chihuahua Airlines.
  • I can wear cool outfits and people think it is great. If a big dog were wearing the same outfit, people would feel sorry for them.
  • I get away with lots of stuff because honestly who is going to spank me? I am so little.
  • HERE I AM FLYING CHIHUAHUA AIRLINES
    FREE ROUND TRIP TICKETS AVAILABLE
  • When I bark, no one takes me seriously which is a mistake since I am so fierce. I can surprise my enemies and gain the upper paw.
You should want a little dog because…..
  • We have really small poop!
  • We look good in most carry on bags.
  • Can you say Chick Magnet?
  • When you get a little dog, everyone around you wants one too. Very trendy!
  • You can buy smaller treats that don’t take up much space. The same philosophy applies to toys, beds and dishes.
  • Did I already talk about small poop?

Anyway, I think I have given you plenty of good reasons to get a little dog. Good things come in small packages.
MY MOM WOULDN'T LET ME SHOW YOU A PICTURE OF MY POOP :(



CHUCK

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SEE...CUTE CLOTHES = CHICK MAGNET