OUTNUMBERED

If you were a guy who gets ganged up on by a couple of girls, your name might be Chuck. It’s true. Since I am the only “small dog boy”, sometimes the chick dogs get together and make me the Chihuahua in the middle so that they can torment me, chase me, hunt me down and bite me. It sounds horrible I know and it is. I have to watch my back all of the time hoping that the girls aren’t after me. Sometimes when they are playing, it looks fun so I jump in the fray and start up with some snarling of my own. That is when they often turn from each other and come after me. On occasion, I have been known to try to do a little harmless domination humping and you would think that I was the worst dog ever by the way I get treated. It’s all in a day of fun right? I don’t see any problem with it, but I guess girls see it differently. Who knew? Anyway, I hope that if you are outnumbered by the girls that you can still be the alpha dog, unless the big dogs are around, then you’ll really be outnumbered. I say send them outside so that I can be Chuck in charge! It might be fun to be the only dog, but then the girls wouldn’t have anyone to torment. See how unselfish I can be!

Chuck

Alpha Dog (sometimes)

This is me and the girls ready for a smack down…I mean snack now.

ANOTHER HOLIDAY?

I am so excited that there is another holiday coming up. You know how I love my barbeque and my Mexican beer! I believe that this holiday is not just about the fun stuff though. It appears that Memorial Day is more of a serious holiday and it should be celebrated with respect and honor. I wish I were more of a respectful and honorable dog, but not so much. I really am just in it for the food. If the rest of you could please do the honor of celebrating Memorial Day the way that it should be, then that will leave me free to partake in all of the holiday food groups without feeling any guilt whatsoever. Besides, I am just a little dog. You cannot expect me to fully grasp the meaning of anything serious, though I can discern that my Mom yelling at me can be serious and missing a meal would be super serious. That is about the depth of my drama meter. I would like to consider myself a patriotic Chihuahua, which means that Cinco de Mayo should be my most celebrated holiday. It is all about heritage, but since my home is in the USA, I must also fully embrace my American holidays as well. To sum things up: the more food on any holiday, the better. I would celebrate Ground Hog Day if there were food involved.

Chuck

More barbeque sauce please!

       

Every day I take a moment to gaze south to remember and honor my homeland
…wait a minute is that a hotdog over there? I better go have a look, I mean bite.

TO SHED OR NOT TO SHED…

_{Don’t worry, I am not talking about me. My hair is intact. Thank goodness, if I were to shed, I would be bald and I have never heard of a bald Chihuahua. I then would have to go to ridiculous lengths to get my short hair back. Rogaine for Chuck? I don’t think so. I wouldn’t be able to put my picture on my blog anymore as I would be too embarrassed to let anyone see me. That would be horrible for all of my fans and followers. Anyway, since it isn’t me who’s shedding you ask who is? All of the other dogs in my house, that’s who. With the changes in weather, these guys don’t know which way their fur should go. One day is nice and the next it is snowing so they are all messed up. There is fur everywhere and even though it grosses out my Mom, I sometimes try to eat it. Well, it is on the floor and from far away it looks like it could be a morsel of food. I say eat first and ask questions later. I know you are thinking that it hasn’t worked out so well for me in the past….rocks, plastic, toilet paper, staples, paper clips and most recently wicker. Someday it might be a piece of steak. You never know so don’t be so negative about being a food risk taker. You will be the first to know when I hook up with my piece of beef!}

_Chuck

Hair Hunter      

Blllaaaaffffplaaplaaa what is that?

Oh heck, hair again…dang it it's ALL fur. 

I thought it was cotton candy or
 maybe white steak or something…a man can dream can't he.

BEGGAR’S INSTRUCTION MANUAL

There is an art to begging and I am going to assist you in becoming a professional like me. You must first start with the basics of posturing yourself in the best position to be noticed, then you put on the cutest face that you can muster and hold it for as long as it takes. You must be in position one, which keeps you a little bit aloof, then you move in closer for the advanced begging which is position two. There are some optional tactics that you can use when you are not succeeding in the whole cute thing. You can add some pitiful whining and some leg scratching which will usually do the trick. I think it is safe to say that you should make sure that you are begging for something worthwhile. It is no fun to go to all of this trouble and end up with something that is boring. I am not sure what that might be since I will eat just about anything, but you may be a little bit pickier than I am! Put these slick moves into action and some tasty morsels will be comin’ your way! YUUMMM!

Chuck

President of Beggars Anonymous

This is me implementing another one of my tactics, I call this the 'darling outfit'
 but I don't call it that in front of the big dogs…don't tell them I even used the word 'darling'.
 I don't think they even read my blog anyhow so I'm pretty sure my reputation will remain intact.

PAYBACK is a …challenging thing!

Written by Chuck’s Mom…

Everyone is asking me how Chuck is doing after his wicker incident and I must say he is doing well and acting like nothing ever happened. None of my other dogs have ever caused me as much stress as Chuck does. If there is something on the floor, he will eat it. If there isn’t anything on the floor, he will find something else to eat (like wicker in a closet). I can’t help but think that this is bad parenting on my part, but since none of my other dogs indulge in any of these bad behaviors, I think there must be another reason…

When I was growing up, I was not a well-behaved kid. Looking back, I think my parents were stressed out by me a lot! I was a tiny bit on the rebellious and wild side so it shouldn’t surprise me that I am getting some well deserved retribution. Since the only kids I have are furry, I thought I would be exempt from any payback for my behavior and then I got Chuck. From the beginning he has been a handful, literally and figuratively. He is small but mighty, cute but naughty. What a brat! I guess it takes one to know one right?

-Chuckling Mom

                                             

Didn't seem like the terrible teens to me -Chuck's Bad Mom

This is all that happens when Chuck gets in trouble…a little me time with Ixchel