NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE.....

THIS IS JUST WRONG!!!

Dogs are not the best at keeping track of time, so I don’t know exactly when it was, but I told you about the girls pushing me onto the floor while I am sleeping. Since that blog, things have gotten even worse if you can imagine that. I am now being pushed out of my blanket and left sitting on the floor. I look up and my spot has been taken. This is extreme abuse and I don’t think that I should have to put up with it. Those girls don’t write a blog. They don’t have fans like I do. They don’t even like having their pictures taken. I am the photogenic, famous, charming, intelligent, and handsome Chihuahua who deserves the spoils in life. I can’t be treated like an outcast or a dog with no value. I am valuable don’t you think? I guess I am going to have to get a little mean and nasty with the sneaky girls. I think a little snarling and showing of teeth goes a long way and I don’t want anyone to think that I am a push over or a doggie doormat. The message here is “Don’t mess with Chuck!”  Please pass it around to your friends so that my fierce reputation is known world wide! Thank you for your support and let’s see if that blanket can stay on the bed with me underneath it eh?

CHUCK

Mean, Mean Chuckie!

THIS IS THE AERIAL VIEW OF MY MISTREATMENT!

 (If you say it twice it has more impact!)

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

I am going to take this opportunity to talk about my Dad. He isn’t a dog you know, but my human dog Dad. I really don’t remember my dog dad so I can only discuss things that I know about. I am pretty sure that my Dad wasn’t a little dog fan before I came into his life. I eavesdrop on my parents sometimes and over the years I have heard things that my Dad has said like “Who would have thought I would love the Chihuahuas so much.” or “Chuck is the best dog in the whole world!” OK so I didn’t really overhear the second one, but I bet he thinks that. My Dad is pretty cool and he will come and cover me up when I am exposed. You know when my blanket slips off of me and stuff like that. He feeds me and gives me head scratches and enjoys my company during the World Cup. I know he is a busy guy, but he always talks to me in a kind loving voice. Well most of the time, but his voice isn’t quite as kind when I escape and run out the back door and won’t come back when he calls, but that doesn’t happen often. Besides he is only doing that for show so that the other dogs don’t know that I am his favorite. I am pretty sure that is the only reason he would ever yell at me. Anyway, for Father’s Day, don’t escape and come when your Dad calls you and you should have a pleasant day that is free of any yelling! Whatever you do, don’t bite your Dad on this most special of days. That won’t go over well at all.

CHUCK

Daddy’s boy!

HERE I AM WITH MY DAD....I MIGHT BE IN TROUBLE AGAIN, I AM NOT SURE?

FRUIT FRENZY

Summer is special in so many ways. Some of you are just excited that it isn’t snowing! (I know, me too) Others are thrilled to get outside and enjoy the fresh air. Many dogs get to go on more hikes, go swimming or just enjoy fun outdoor dog stuff. I must say that all of theses things are appealing to me and they get me a little bit excited too, but the most important thing about summer to this Chihuahua is the over abundance of fruit. Yes, I said fruit. Many of you remember that when I was a baby, someone said I looked like a fruit bat! I know it is a horrible thing to say to a little dog who isn’t very confident and who maybe has a huge head, but anyway it was out there and I haven’t ever gotten over it. However this year, as summer approaches, I think I might be ok being a fruit bat. It means that I get unlimited fruit and I can fly! Those are good things right? So now that I have overcome my puppy hood issues, I am ready to dig into some watermelon! Just open that baby up and I will make my own little fruit salad!

CHUCK

Flying Fruit Bat

IT'S THE EARS RIGHT?

BABY FRUIT BAT! LOOKING FOR FRUIT.....

NAIL BITER

I know you are thinking that since the weather is warmer “all should be good in Chuck’s world.” Well that isn’t the way that things go sometimes. Even though the weather is warmer, I still make sure that I am snuggled up in my blanket. You see it isn’t always about warmth. Sometimes life makes you need an emotional blanket just to keep the stress at bay. You are now thinking “what does Chuck have to be stressed about?” Excellent question and I will share with you my high drama stress story of the week. My Mom has this stupid idea that I need my nails clipped. I think they are just fine the way they are. If they get too long I just look more like a hairless cat. I am ok with that if I can avoid having anyone touch my sensitive toes. If you remember, the last time my Mom did my nails, I bit her in the chin. Well I will never hear the end of that. I guess it left a mark and you know that is never good. It was a big mistake I admit, but I can’t be blamed for any violent behavior if you are touching my toes! This time she put that thing around my nose and my biter didn’t work anymore. Who invented this thing anyway? I couldn’t get it off so I just squealed as much as possible while she was abusing my toes. I also thrashed around a lot just for effect. So you see, I then needed to hide under my blanket for 2 or 3 days just so I could recover from the horrible experience. So I am encouraging you as I have in the past to climb under your blanket when someone tries to cut your toenails or anything else stressful for that matter. It works no matter what your issue might be. Maybe I should get some little tennis shoes so that my Mom can’t see my toenails. Do they make Nikes in Chuck sizes?

CHUCK

Blanket of Protection

I DON'T EVEN LOOK STRESSED. ONCE UNDER MY BLANKET, ALL IS GOOD!